I found peace
It brought me to my feet
War on holiday, bombs on holiday
Always snooping around
Who can we all trust?
We're wounded and dying
Making no change
Nothing's ever profound
We're just waiting to drown
With our hands tied
Our eyes blind
With our tongues snide
Our empathy's in jars
I found one of us
Wounded yet fine
It's sad how I found
We're sleepwalking around
With our hands high
Our eyes blind
With our hands tied
Our tongues snide
We waste our time in bars
Kill ourselves in cars
We always search for stars
Our empathy's in jars
Always waiting to drown
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