sUB HUMAN rACE

Words and music by Rachel Bolan, Scotti Hill, and Dave "Snake" Sabo Jesus, he knows my story, he knows the position that I'm in. A hooker knows the feeling, to get fucked the way I've been. Turn my in, insides out, Your mouth drank my water . You--look at me like I'm subhuman. You--talk to me like I'm subhuman. You're--treating me like I'm subhuman. You're--jumping into the subhuman race. Brothers, hear my story, but don't you take no pity out on me. A soldier knows the feeling, to get pushed out in a field. Taking liberties, burned by your dictation. You--look at me like I'm subhuman. You--talk to me like I'm subhuman. You're--treating me like I'm subhuman. You're--jumping into the subhuman race.

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