7 Years…Of Myths of Race, Class and Gender: By FAME

 

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https://genius.com/Lukas-graham-7-years-lyrics

 

[Chorus 1]

Once I was 7 years old my momma told me that race, class and gender would be born barriers to a colored girl like me

But maybe with working hard, past the society’s standards I can make myself somebody

But nobody ever told me that these systemic forms of inequality were built in society

Once I was 7 years old

 

[Verse 1]

It was a big big world, and it still is, manifested of societal context that outnumber us when we want to be bigger and do better than the problems of racism, patriarchy, and classism that encompasses around us

We push our neighbors and strangers accidentally or intentionally with hate to the limit by constructing society as binary: man/woman, white/black, citizen/alien, gay or straight thoughts even though we all stem and are derived from different stories

We are all human and simply trying to be somebody

 

We’re so focused on why are we so different instead of our similarities thus learning how to divide

But just because we’re different: that not all men are powerful and not all women are oppressed, not all rich are happy and not all poor are depressed.

 

 

[Chorus 2]

Once I was 11 years old my daddy told me

To be a wife, to have a husband support me; to have children and let them work hard to grow up for the world to see, but I question if I even want to with this deteriorating economy

Once I was 11 years old

 

[Verse 2]

I always had that dream like women before me,

So I started writing songs, I started writing stories

Something about the glory where men and women, of differing race and classes

Could only see the issues that are embedded into structure of social institutions of society in differing classes

That race and prejudice aren’t the same because everyday racism is the edifice that our society

And that hate can subside and love can prevail

But only those who fight the hegemonic nature that is oppression will ever really know

 

 

[Chorus 3]

Once I was 20 year old, my story got told

Before the morning sun, when life was lonely

Because the new oppression of color blind racism took dominance in the neoliberalism political order

Where racial privilege became invisible and discrimination became the driving force of these new changes in social society

Once I was 20 years old

 

 

[Verse 3]

I want to see my goals of the end of oppression, I don’t want to believe in failure

But the vicious cycle of economic status

I got my family and friends with me, but how can we avoid of still ending up being poor

And if we get separated by the amount we have to work to support ourselves, I really hope I’ll get to see you guys later

 

[Chorus 4]

Once I was 20 years old, my story got told

I was writing about the racial, class and gender formations that shape our current world

I know I have one of the smallest voices, but I can make them major

Once I was 20 years old

Soon we’ll be 30 years old, our stories will be retold to mass media to allow our voices to be heard

Our voices will have traveled around and we’ll still roaming until our concerns will be dealt with and known

Soon we’ll be 30 years old

 

[Verse 4]

I’m still learning about life

I’m far from perfect but I’m just different

So I can sing the world all my songs

And I can tell the world stories about my experiences

Most of my family and friends are with me if not spiritually

Some are still seeking glory where the hate is ended,

And some I had to leave behind

Daddy, I’m still sorry

 

[Bridge]

Soon I’ll be 60 years old, my daddy might still upset that I’m still at war with the world

But I wanna remember life for love not for the hate

For the differences that make us come together

I made a life worth living when I wrote my stories

I hope the next generations can learn and never face of the pain of the cold division this world faces by

 

[Chorus 5]

Soon I’ll be 60 years old, will I think and still see the world as still oppressed and cold

Or will we live where everyone is equal and where instead of the systemic forms of humans shape the world

Soon I’ll be 60 years old

Soon I’ll be 60 years old, will I think and still see the world as still oppressed and cold

Or will we live where everyone is equal and where instead of the systemic forms of inequality, human will shape the world

I wanna believe that nothing is fixed, things will get better, and thus making social change is possible

Soon I’ll be 60 years old

 

[Chorus 1 recap]

Once I was 7 years old my momma told me that race, class and gender was something we were born with.

But maybe with working hard, past the society’s standards I can make myself somebody

But nobody ever told me that these systemic forms of inequality were built in society

Once I was 7 years old

 

 

 

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