Bm I can see it in their eyes They wanna take me to one side G To fight me down to my knees Until I'm begging for some mercy, please Bm They seem so much like friends, so Why must they always pretend to be G Something they're not Something they're not Bm And these opinions of these hip hop stars Talkin' 'bout their money and all their women and their cars G Yeah but I won't stand for that fickle life no more A I can't stand it Chorus: G Em Bm Oh, I'm getting off my knees G Em Bm Oh, our ignorance is spreading this disease C G D Oh, I'm getting off my knees And I can see you in their souls 'Cause they probably like to be consoled By someone who didn't care Someone who they could bear to Tell all, what they'd done Who they've seen and what they've shown But I can't stand that fickle life no more I can't stand it Chorus: Oh, I'm getting off my knees Our ignorance is spreading this disease Oh, I'm getting off my knees So, I'm getting off my knees And our ignorance is spreading this disease So, I'm getting off my knees | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D Em G Bm |