Woorden: Ana Popovic. Still Making History. Hold On.

The place I was raised was poisoned
Power in dangerous hands
All life long, we?ve paid a price
Of exclusion as inheritance.

Entering the embassy
Caught up forever, damn red tape
Sent away, not accepted
I?m not from the United States.

Priorities and privileges
Are given arbitrarily
Others, like me
Are damned to be the enemy.

Oh, oh, Hold On
Hold On,
Hold On,
Hold On

Getting on an airplane
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting in a cue
I?m the one they?ll take aside
I?m not, not from the EU.

Priorities and privileges
Are given arbitrarily
Others, like me
Are damned to be the enemy.

Oh, oh, Hold On, Hold On
Easy to crucify
Hard to unify
Hold On, Hold On
Easy to crucify
Hard to Unify
Hold On

I saw mosques and monasteries
Burning down in flames
The preachers of the western God said
It?s me who takes the blame
I heard politicians screaming
For what I must amend
The election days are over
We?ve got to make a stand
Hold On ?

(Thanks to alnek for these lyrics)