Halfway from Dystopia

My house plants are dying
And it seems just fair
That if I take care of them
They'll take care of me

When I will no longer be
Plant a tree for me
And let it take care of all kinds of creatures
Like I never did

I won't raise any daughters
I won't bring any sons
Into this chaos
In this city of mud

I'm so used to stepping on everyone's feet
There's too much of us already
I wish I was like you - don't see, don't care
Live in utopia in your head

We grow from despair
And rise from the dust
We'll never leave our city of mud

I can't bear to see someone
Inherit the anger that flows in my blood

I won't raise any daughters
I won't bring any sons
Into this chaos
In this city of mud (city of mud)



Credits
Writer(s): Roberts Gromovs, Karlis Aleksandrs Berzs, Emils Lapins, Eliza Daine
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