Sometimes the mind is full of thunder
Hope's just a kiss away
Sometimes I don't know if I'm going under
Or making love with the rain
Sometimes I'm sleeping with knives and bullets
Sometimes I'm lost in violet shades
But in this world ruled by anger
I'm making on the road of grace
Are we caught up in the wrong defences
Getting lost in blackened skies
Dreams are sold inside a system
That is made to devide
Sometimes we need to stand above the radar
To flight the symptoms of the lie
Sometimes we need to hide within the starlight
To run from the building eye
Who's fighting for us
(In this wasted game)
Who's fighting for us
(At the end of each day)
Who's fighting for us
(When the money is made)
Who's fighting for us
Anyway?

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