Lyrics

Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small Hard to imagine the blood that's runnin' through my veins Nothin' but trouble, inside of me liberty in chains Born to a Nation, the children and their innocence An idiot wind blows through this land Dear Lord give me strength Breakin' out of the skin Need some rhythm and blues Coming deep from within It's those rhythm and blues Down in the ghetto, marking time with self-belief Babylon voices, square-eyed dreams of dignity Feeling the pressure, searching for another place Lift up our voices, use our minds We will be released Breakin' out of the skin Need some rhythm and blues Coming deep from within It's those rhythm and blues The sun shine in our eyes My skin in a different disguise