Overwhelmed!
I was overwhelmed when I heard
You spoke with such conviction it scared me
To hear you say those words about someone who had shared your pain
To me he was a friend of a friend
But he treated me with consequence
But you wrote him off that day on the basis of his experience
We're more than just the sum of our parts
And the harm we endure is repeated
If anyone should've understood I'd have bet on you
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
You spoke with such conviction it scared me
To hear you say those words about someone who had shared your pain
To me he was a friend of a friend
But he treated me with consequence
But you wrote him off that day on the basis of his experience
We're more than just the sum of our parts
And the harm we endure is repeated
If anyone should've understood I'd have bet on you
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
When the darkness takes the day
We blame the victims of the spheres we create
In an economy that's fuelled by hate
I still believe in a better world
When cynicism is our guiding hand
We trade compassion for supply and demand
The scraps they throw keep us part of the plan
I still believe in a better world
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Writer(s): Ross Morris
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