Damage

Bomb alarm
Bones gets splintered and thrown apart
Voice of a child
Carries through the air

A megaphone bawl
Tear those apart
A man in green shoots
His order is to seek the truth

What's the worth of moral
When we feed our kids with lies
Its easier to take whats yours
Than to share whats mine
Whats the point of talk
When someone screams
And til this day
It returns as damage

Fire eye
Into the air
Another bus in flare
News are all over
But no one longer care

What's the worth of moral
When we feed our kids with lies
Its easier to take whats yours
Than to share whats mine
Whats the point of talk
When someone screams
And til this day
It returns as damage

The changes affects the one
Who want a change
Shauters listen shauting
But misses the ones who wishpers
Those who alure - gets alured
And those who believe
Are looking for ghost

What's the worth of moral
When we feed our kids with lies
Its easier to take whats yours
Than to share whats mine
Whats the point of talk
When someone screams
And til this day
It returns as damage



Credits
Writer(s): Bård Ole Thorsen
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