never has no one not needed some help why don't we see what we do to ourselves so much to hide we are buried alive while swallowing down with a false sense of pride
if everyone knew the true price that we pay all our problems would be solved right away there's no denying that no one's the same but everyone has something special to say
everything changes, change is everything change is a pulse, you can feel it can you feel it?
corruption continues to figure our fate if you don't give in it might not be to late you don't have to love everything that you hate but change is a coming and it will not wait
all we have left is the peace in our mind directly connecting our chance to survive what will we do with the rest of our time?
we have to bridge the divide we have to fight for our lives