Why did we fall victim to hands that take and refuse to give back? Retracing our steps but finding no self worth We took advantage of all that was in our name And we’re taking blame Now we consider wealth our last option?//
I can change, I can’t change. Pictures hang, further once renamed//
Can’t we see that our emotions act quickly? We all know//
Images are hung in a gallery of worthless possessions. We never learned from our past endeavors.