The Holy Door

by Kizaza
(Kampala, Uganda, East Africa)

KizAza - THE HOLY DOOR Lyrics

INTRO
How many lives are getting cut short yeah
How many poor, heads down hands in pockets
How many youth, how many youth

VERSE 1
How many lives are getting cut short
How many rich how many poor
How many be behind bars back and forth
How many think this life is easy
How many sleeping dreaming of a new cloth
How many brothers are killed
How many done by police
How many got shot for belief and faith
How many got shot for the way they think
Been in the pen for years how many for their darker skins
Running for my life, I'm hungry
I'm left to live for months and starve along your country border
Fighting for my rights I'm taken,
for my rights I'm taken
Got me understand it ain't no mercy through your vein and
Everybody sins but everybody gets the rain
Gotta change the way i look at people through the lens
Cuz our creator know the weakness of a man
Hmm feels so wicked for me man

CHORUS
Where the mercy at ? (6X)
Open The Holy Door
Through The Holy Door (4X)
That's where the mercy at

VERSE 2
Where the mercy when i'm drawning with my boat
Where the mercy baby corpses on the coast
Why these fences now replacing border thoughts
Where the mercy, where the mercy
Where the mercies when i'm drawning with my boat
Where the mercy when it's padlocks on your door
Where the mercy where the mercy that we talk about
Where the mercy yeah, where the mercy
Repeat

CHORUS
Where the mercy at ? (6X)
Open The Holy Door
Through The Holy Door (4X)
That's where the mercy at

HOOK

CHORUS

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