exploiting all that could feed our greed Like a kind of plague, more like a Virus, We spread from place to place, ?Till there?s nothing left for us
Call me an hypocrit, but don?t judge my real self So tired of hiding behind someone else Don?t wanna be polite, don?t wanna be kind Don?t wanna treat
I want to believe that someday I will find A place where I belong, a shelter for my mind I hope you?ll join me, that you?ll hold my hand, During this
A body without a mind Soldiers falling down in line A nuclear bomb that threaten our lives A President responsible for mankind Taught to obey, taught
Wakes up alone in his living room again At 4 PM Another day, another nightmare Ohhh Stands up and grabs the phone and calls his friends again To hang
