Текст песни 1915 / 2020 - LaLion

Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our
Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our

Pain
From the rage
We been hated around
Celebrities show support
Post then then take it down
Scared to stand for light and truth
Instead brain washed by the crowd
Beat my grandma til she lost an eye
Does that make you proud
Tell me
My people bleeding screaming that we in pain
While you turn the other cheek, they genociding again
Duxov show courage stand for peace what I'm praying
What if it was you they hated, would you still be the same?
Dead silent
When people dying
You think you trying
Armenia is begging for support to be surviving
Crying
Bombing my own city
Where they hiding
Underground while you above the clouds shopping for diamonds
Sick to my stomach close to going insane
Every day another tragedy and no one is saying
Fox News dead silent, CNN silent, white house crickets
Trumps a chump sitting silent

Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our
Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our

Pain
Took the women children marched through the desert
Gave no food or water, raped the women
Wait though it gets worse
Then they act like we imagined it
Think we forgot
1.5 million genocided left there to rot
Tell me
How could you say my relatives never died
How could you say we made it up, we missing millions of lives
So put your feelings aside
Just count the people alive
Did they all vanish out of nowhere
Nah you killed them and lied
Sick game
They playing
Brain washed fake claim
Take aim
Never let them take away your flame
On my grave mane
I'm saying
When I make it up they'll know the real pain
Instead of these celebrities who use us then they vacate
You're all fake
Go to shake my hand and ima spit into your face
Silence really violence and your cutting through the veins
Know that I'm an elephant, vendetta in my brain

Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our
Oh I hate it
They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same
A century of hate
One they'll feel our pain

They turn their cheeks
When our blood hits the pavement
1915 and it's the
Same

Never forget