Eraser Him
He was taken from his family
Away from the only place he felt safe
Away from the people he loved
Inside a basement, they watch his movements and hustles
He tries to find a door to escape them
But he can't find any door
Who cares if he doesn't look like you?
Karma will come back to eat you
Why does he have to be white to
Be seen as an equal?
You erase him
The radio, the news and the paper
You say, you say: Maybe later
Well, late is too late
Go save him, shit
Erase him, erase him
He hears them walking
He's praying for the police to knock on the door
Assuming they're already planning
To save him from dying young
Put him on TV
Don't let all these kids keep missing
Stop picking your favorite faces
This isn't a casting, it's a mission
You erase him
The radio, the news and the paper
You say, you say: Maybe later
Well, late is too late
Go save him, shit
He's crying, I wish I could get him out of that woman's house
But I'm just me, I'm not a cop
I'm not qualified to go looking
But I would be if I were in their shoes
But you erase him
The radio, the news and the paper
You say, you say: Maybe later
Well, the late is too late
Go save him, shit
You erase him
The radio, the news and the newspaper
You say, you say: Maybe later
Well, the late is too late
Go save him, shit
Erase him, erase him
Erase him, erase him
Bórralo a Él
Lo sacaron de su familia
Lejos del único lugar donde se sentía seguro
Lejos de la gente que amaba
Dentro de un sótano, observan sus movimientos y luchas
Intenta encontrar una puerta para escapar de ellos
Pero no puede encontrar ninguna puerta
¿A quién le importa si no se parece a ti?
La karma volverá para comerte
¿Por qué tiene que ser blanco para
Ser visto como un igual?
Lo borras
La radio, las noticias y el periódico
Dices, dices: Tal vez después
Bueno, tarde es demasiado tarde
Ve a salvarlo, mierda
Bórralo, bórralo
Él los escucha caminar
Está rezando para que la policía toque la puerta
Asumiendo que ya están planeando
Salvarlo de morir joven
Pónganlo en la tele
No dejen que todos estos chicos sigan desapareciendo
Dejen de elegir sus caras favoritas
Esto no es un casting, es una misión
Lo borras
La radio, las noticias y el periódico
Dices, dices: Tal vez después
Bueno, tarde es demasiado tarde
Ve a salvarlo, mierda
Él está llorando, desearía poder sacarlo de la casa de esa mujer
Pero solo soy yo, no soy un policía
No estoy calificado para ir a buscar
Pero lo estaría si estuviera en sus zapatos
Pero lo borras
La radio, las noticias y el periódico
Dices, dices: Tal vez después
Bueno, tarde es demasiado tarde
Ve a salvarlo, mierda
Lo borras
La radio, las noticias y el periódico
Dices, dices: Tal vez después
Bueno, tarde es demasiado tarde
Ve a salvarlo, mierda
Bórralo, bórralo
Bórralo, bórralo