Its a mad world.
Where we build bricks and crash them down.
Please breathe out my sorrow, I dont want to frown.
We have worn out faces.
We are different races.
Build my breathe so I cannot fear again. Tear again.
These scars help my breath.
I bleed.
Its a mad world.
Where we build walls and push them out of our way.
I cant breath but I can catch my breathe.
Im a mess.
This is a mad world when all of our hands fall too the ground.
We give up our crown.
Loose faith.
That we are suppose to make.
Fake.
This is a mad world, I am a different girl. In this mad world.
