Blood - Sons, Daughters

With the same eyes as me

The same fearing frame

We can try and disguise

Compromise rights

And I know what you’re thinking

We wear the same dress

The same colours right

Is this what suits our weakened pride?

How do I know 'cause you’re my blood

My blood

My blood

You’re my blood

With the kinks and wires like me

The same fearing frame

We can run and hide

See the signs

Call to no-one

Taste with the same tongue

Swelling up inside

We can speak and re-sign

What’s yours is mine

Blood

My Blood