Time doesn't erase the images from the mind
You never forget the violence
Time doesn't erase the damage that's been done

At the hand of your own blood
Time doesn't erase the screaming, the bleeding,
The crying in a place called home

Time doesn't erase
The feeling
Left on the skin

The hatred planted to grow inside a child

Blood isn't thicker than water

Your blood isn't thicker than water
Blood isn't thicker than water
Your blood isn't thicker than water