The truth bleeds out,
but continuously falls short.
Fallen lives, fallen dreams, fallen morals
Stale words in the backs of peoples' heads
Billions of people
with trillions of thoughts
If we would just all say how we really feel
Make a change when we feel the need
Would those stale words in the back of our heads
be replaced with bullets?
Too afraid to live our lives,
Our existence is wasting away.