They invented lies They invented killing Politic disguise Just to stop you willing Fragile butterflies You and me are burning Piles of senseless lies Like the world stopped turning
Wasted days Wasted mornings Who am I to stop our common world from burning Wasted nights Wasted mornings Who will be the one to make the world start turning Wasting it all…
Who will be the one To stop this disaster Who will bring them down Who’s gonna be the next master He will be the same Just another image We will give him fame And all we will get is damage