you were built for blessing but you only make them bleed but you don t care you don t care and bruises are but shadows of the blackness that you breathe but you don t care you don t care the light that s left inside their eyes is darkened day by day but you don t care you don t care your presence pulls the color from the world till all is grey but you don t care you don t you don t you don t you are less than half a man yellow belly and crimson hands you will one day reap your reckoning maybe then you ll understand your hands are made to comfort but they only conjure fear but you don t care you don t care she s in the closet praying lord please get me out of here you don t care you don t you don t you don t you are less than half a man yellow belly and crimson hands you will one day reap your reckoning maybe then you ll understand you are less than half a man yellow belly and crimson hands you will one day reap your reckoning maybe then you ll understand what mercy have they known from you from you to ask that it be shown to you to you what mercy have they known from you from you to ask that it be shown to you to you 