We were two kids

We were two kids
One trying to be white
What was the American dream, it never existed
You: a king without a throne
And I a colony, un-colonised
Dreamt the dreamer’s dream
An arm around your neck and around my waist

We were two kids
One trying to white
One tries to be white
One tries to be a man

Kick my teeth in why don’t you
Say you don’t like me
No say you like me
I am Queen Victoria

We were two kids
One trying to be white
One already
And the other unsuccessful

Say I’m beautiful just the way I am
Say anything to please me sir
Become a beautiful liar

I am a kid, just trying to be white
And this is the dark side of the American dream

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