I see you clinging, stereotyping just to feel comfort, just to belong
  Desperate for meaning to make sense of your life
  Let me try to make you understand...
  You got it wrong
    You're not gonna catch me waving flags over my head
  Looking straight and standing tall
  I refuse to build the wall by adding my own bricks
  That separate us all
    I'd rather die than be a part of your pride
    This ain't the homeland they've written books on
  Never have been there, how would you know
  Following footsteps that will get you nowhere
  And living by some rules that were made up one hundred years ago
    You're not gonna find me digging through my family tree
  Just to find out who I am
  I don't need to know that I'm linked to some murderer
  To live on the same land
    I'd rather die than be a part of your pride
    So it looks like I'll be here for a long time now
  Some things are better left mysteries
  Can't change the future when living in the past
  So do what you want and I'll decide my own history