(Hey!)
How do they sleep while others are crying?
How can they smile when the oppressed are fighting?
How do they care if someone loved dies?
I hear it, they don't cry, no, they dress themselves in lies.
They don't worry 'bout the crowded earth
But they worry about, worry about their own worth!
I know, they won't admit their faulty words,
But exactly this is why our clean hearts do hurt!
Why can't they lift their asses to stand for the misery they caused?
What do they do instead of this, they say: ,,We're forced!".
We all know, this isn't true!
Don't they wanna know what misery we have to go through?
Are we just weights which they try to throw away!
Ruling alone only brings about terrible decay!
Just read this and think about it now.
You know this world is near hell and how!
Do something for your future, you have the power for!
It's your life and that is what you deserve, at least your life and more!
Heartbeats all around my own.
One beat's slow, another fast, some smile about it, some do a frown.
A passive fight, which isn't really seen, but it's visible for my eyes.
They don't see, they're blind, but I can see it if someone silently cries.
I know, they won't admit their faulty words,
But exactly this is why our clean hearts do hurt!
Why can't they lift their asses to stand for the misery they caused?
What do they instead of this, they say: ,,We're forced!".
We all know, this isn't true!
Don't they wanna know what misery we have to go through?
Are we just weights which they try to throw away!
Ruling alone only brings about terrible decay!
Be clear with yourself, just try to be yourself!
There's always a person for who you are worth for being yourself.
If others don't see your true colors, just know that someone will do that one day.
Hold on and fight against all odds 'til then.
Don't let them all push you down, stand up stronger than their hate!
Believe in your strength and believe in life's fate!
Maybe your life doesn't get easier, but with every next second, you'll gain strengthness
And that's what you should know, but what they don't wanna confess.
I know, they won't admit their faulty words,
But exactly this is why our clean hearts do hurt!
Why can't they lift their asses to stand for the misery they caused?
What do they instead of this, they say: ,,We're forced!".
We all know, this isn't true!
Don't they wanna know what misery we have to go through?
Are we just weights which they try to throw away!
Ruling alone only brings about terrible decay!
Those faulty words!
Those!
Faulty!
WOOORDS!
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My own songs (PAUSIERT)
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