It's hard to imagine this is the world,When all we see is a black and red mural.You can try and convince me we are all the same,When all we see is segregation for fame.You can try and befriend whoever you like,But you'll see you're only starting a strike.Your only wish is to live through the fight,But too bad they didn't warn you it's more than a bite.Life is full of crazy risks,Especially when you don't fight with sticks.This is more than just a game,It's a time to delete all the family shame.When it comes down to you and me,I wish I too could be free.