Watch the TV
nothing seems real
try to be me
hard to deal
Never feeling
all your loathing
silent breathing
time is going
Death..death..murder..murder..kill kill my own kin
Death..death..murder..murder..kill kill for no reason
Hypocrisy,Nothing seen
This Democracy — and apathy
the same damn word to me
Run to war
kill his soul
Come back home
never show
emotional darkness
enchanting light
children’s carcass
dead at night
change the world
you try to hard
at a stand still
cut with shards
what about us
the ones you trust
never more, never more
you cant ignore
People dead in the streets
and your face all beat
run to new worlds
conquer there fleet
left here to die
no matter how hard we try
too bad, so sad
the governments alibi
what about me
what about you
help thy neighbor
meet thy reaper
falling to the ground
going six feet deeper
trust no one
distrust everyone