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I know,
I'm sorry,
It doesn't make sense,
But you don't see like me
  when you look at those men.

The masters had whips
and the white men have guns
My every instinct screams
Leave him!
Just run.

They're watching, watching,
oh, always, they're watching
Can you feel the eyes
  on the back of your neck?
Back pressed to the wall and I'm trapped but
they're watching.
It's all in my heart,
this is all in my head.

Keep my eyes up and
  they're all looking back
can't close my eyes for a minute, instead
I try to remind myself time after time that
It's all in my heart,
this is all in my head.