Some Got Called
Bury us with prayers
As we've failed ourselves
The greatest loss was always known
As the defeat underneath
The fears and lies we had to face
And the struggles we ignored
The struggles we escaped
There's no place for grief
We are all guilty
For being misled towards the weak
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no time and space
For complaints
We are all guilty for being misled,
For being weak
Ignoring the lessons
Our grandfathers taught us back then
Stories for the greater good,
Our morals left us silent
The harm, the void and past misfortunes stayed
While our loved ones left
They have never looked back
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no time and space
For complaints
We are all guilty for being misled,
For being weak
There's no reason
To look away (from here),
When some got called
And some got saved
Ignoring the lessons
Our grandfathers taught us back then
Stories for the greater good,
Our morals left us silent
The harm, the void and past misfortunes stayed
While our loved ones left
They have never looked back
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no reason
To look away (from here),
When some got called
And some got saved
As we've failed ourselves
The greatest loss was always known
As the defeat underneath
The fears and lies we had to face
And the struggles we ignored
The struggles we escaped
There's no place for grief
We are all guilty
For being misled towards the weak
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no time and space
For complaints
We are all guilty for being misled,
For being weak
Ignoring the lessons
Our grandfathers taught us back then
Stories for the greater good,
Our morals left us silent
The harm, the void and past misfortunes stayed
While our loved ones left
They have never looked back
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no time and space
For complaints
We are all guilty for being misled,
For being weak
There's no reason
To look away (from here),
When some got called
And some got saved
Ignoring the lessons
Our grandfathers taught us back then
Stories for the greater good,
Our morals left us silent
The harm, the void and past misfortunes stayed
While our loved ones left
They have never looked back
I wish we could raise our flag
To call these streets a home
A place to stay wise, sane, proud (and)
Prepare for what the future holds
There's no reason
To look away (from here),
When some got called
And some got saved
Credits
Writer(s): Kristof Hornyak, David Bali, Tamas Peter Kubik
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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