People wrong me when I try to do something good for something better

not to realizing, almost all of them were of my own kind

I wasn't ready to trust my color

kept integrating further more

then I found the love that I've been searching for from a child

Chorus:

well I'm not having a second thought

Of hating all of you

Theres still much good to notice

than fixating all to our differences

Im not a saint

I wish I knew whats right or wrong

Had the decency to stand my ground

and be, the fool that they wanted

Coz little did they know, that I would rather get real

it is well said that blood is thicker

yet strangers raised this glass of water

They bought me time, so I'd keep up the pace

well I'm not having a second thought

Of hating all of you

Theres still much good to notice

than fixating all to our differences

Im not a saint

I wish I knew whats right or wrong

Coz I wont have the second thought

Of hating all of you

Theres still much good to notice

Coz dI'm not having a second thought

Of hating all of you

Theres still much good to notice

than fixating all to our differences

Im not a saint

I wish I knew whats right or wrong

I am searching for a place to live at all without even knowing, that I was longing for the right people to come across my way