Caste

Without compassion, we can't understand
How or why this happens
Do you ever wonder what it's like
To be born with two strikes against you
Against you
Without a voice, without a choice
An unwilling participant
These kids are born addicted
From the cradle to the grave
They fight the odds against
without a choice
Victims of compromise
Thousands of kids born into addiction
I can not believe my eyes
Ignore the innocent cries
Thousands of kids struggle with their existence
I can not believe
My eyes see
Our contradiction, their suffering
Do as we say, not as we do
You shall judged and cast out the fool
Never thought this could happen to you
Or anyone that you have in your life
It grabs a hold, your life unfolds
Fight the odds against you
For the rest of your life
Victims of compromise
Thousands of kids born into addiction
I can not believe my eyes
Ignore the innocent cries
Thousands of kids struggle with their existence
I can not believe
I can not believe
I can not
I can not believe my eyes
Judgment's been caste
With no thought of their circumstance
I can't believe the things I see