Whether I open or I close eyes
I see oppression
My brothers getting shot by the cops
It's so depressing
Trying not to stress because I know it's in Your hands
I know it's in your hands
Trying not to stress because You orchestrate it all
The Author of the Book of Life The Illustrator God
Looking at my hoodies take me back to Trayvon
Is this reality or just a facade
I have questions for days what are the answers
Clearly ppl getting killed for putting your hands
So maybe it's just stand up
Or stand for something
It's either that
Or be another victim dying for nothing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
So many things going through my mind
Why is there so much fear living in all our eyes
Black afraid of the blue blue afraid of black
Everybody on alert ready to fire back
Is it the melanin that defines what's elegant
Does the badge give power large as an elephant
Why is the past still present in our present tense
Covering our hearts like we in tents we're so tense
Color ignored no matter who's the president
But that just ignores the ignorance
I don't understand but know control is in your hand
I pray this all helps point to where you stand
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
Send us your blessing
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
My ppl stressing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
Mark Hull - Bury This Pain Lyrics
Mark Hull - Bury This Pain Lyrics
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Whether I open or I close eyes
I see oppression
My brothers getting shot by the cops
It's so depressing
Trying not to stress because I know it's in Your hands
I know it's in your hands
Trying not to stress because You orchestrate it all
The Author of the Book of Life The Illustrator God
Looking at my hoodies take me back to Trayvon
Is this reality or just a facade
I have questions for days what are the answers
Clearly ppl getting killed for putting your hands
So maybe it's just stand up
Or stand for something
It's either that
Or be another victim dying for nothing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
So many things going through my mind
Why is there so much fear living in all our eyes
Black afraid of the blue blue afraid of black
Everybody on alert ready to fire back
Is it the melanin that defines what's elegant
Does the badge give power large as an elephant
Why is the past still present in our present tense
Covering our hearts like we in tents we're so tense
Color ignored no matter who's the president
But that just ignores the ignorance
I don't understand but know control is in your hand
I pray this all helps point to where you stand
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
Send us your blessing
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
My ppl stressing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
I see oppression
My brothers getting shot by the cops
It's so depressing
Trying not to stress because I know it's in Your hands
I know it's in your hands
Trying not to stress because You orchestrate it all
The Author of the Book of Life The Illustrator God
Looking at my hoodies take me back to Trayvon
Is this reality or just a facade
I have questions for days what are the answers
Clearly ppl getting killed for putting your hands
So maybe it's just stand up
Or stand for something
It's either that
Or be another victim dying for nothing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
So many things going through my mind
Why is there so much fear living in all our eyes
Black afraid of the blue blue afraid of black
Everybody on alert ready to fire back
Is it the melanin that defines what's elegant
Does the badge give power large as an elephant
Why is the past still present in our present tense
Covering our hearts like we in tents we're so tense
Color ignored no matter who's the president
But that just ignores the ignorance
I don't understand but know control is in your hand
I pray this all helps point to where you stand
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury this Pain
How do I bury
I've been struggling
I've been
I've been struggling
To say exactly what's been on mind
You know I'm far from fine
When ppl getting shot
For being themselves
And having the same color mine
How do I stand
How do I reply
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
I've been
I've been
I've been dropping to my knees
Praying to God
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
Send us your blessing
This is my prayer
My intercession
Please send us angel
My ppl stressing
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury this pain
How do I bury
Writer: Kaon Lee, Mark Hull
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid