Judgemental Trap
Life is too short, come inside and get involved!
Here we are manipulated,
Dead enough to hesitate
Have no voice to protest,
Have no time to regret.
Open your eyes, drop the gun,
Stop with the lies, look what you've done!
Don't be confused, this is not the time
Stop to abuse overpass enemy line
Here we are manipulated
Dead enough to hesitate.
Lean your head upon my shoulders,
Tell me the story of solders who
Suffered, cried and died for what?
That fought, tortured and killed for what?
You think you have your eyes wide open
In this world where dreams are broken
No one sells the tickets to come back
No one will remember you till you're masked
My voice is scratching, lashing inside me
My hate is burning, exploding inside me!
This is a web!
A judgemental trap!
Lean your head don't be afraid
Tell me the truth now you're safe
Lean your head upon my shoulders
And tell me the story about the solders who
Suffered, cried and died for what?
That fought, tortured and killed for what?
No one, no one, no one, no one
will help you.
no one, no one, no one, no one
will love you.
Here we are manipulated
Dead enough to hesitate
Have no voice to protest
Have no tïme to regret
Here we are manipulated,
Dead enough to hesitate
Have no voice to protest,
Have no time to regret.
Open your eyes, drop the gun,
Stop with the lies, look what you've done!
Don't be confused, this is not the time
Stop to abuse overpass enemy line
Here we are manipulated
Dead enough to hesitate.
Lean your head upon my shoulders,
Tell me the story of solders who
Suffered, cried and died for what?
That fought, tortured and killed for what?
You think you have your eyes wide open
In this world where dreams are broken
No one sells the tickets to come back
No one will remember you till you're masked
My voice is scratching, lashing inside me
My hate is burning, exploding inside me!
This is a web!
A judgemental trap!
Lean your head don't be afraid
Tell me the truth now you're safe
Lean your head upon my shoulders
And tell me the story about the solders who
Suffered, cried and died for what?
That fought, tortured and killed for what?
No one, no one, no one, no one
will help you.
no one, no one, no one, no one
will love you.
Here we are manipulated
Dead enough to hesitate
Have no voice to protest
Have no tïme to regret
Credits
Writer(s): Elena Cataraga, Vadim Ojog
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