They make it hard to exist.

Peace is a question is the answer occupation?

Killing little children does it give them liberation?

preach equality while your soldiers oppress a nation

What would your heart say if you had to face them

Leave the legacy of death in the soil of the earth

Play life like a game like we’re blind to it’s worth

Here they leave flowers for the dead in the cemeteries.

Imagine civilians deaths & not knowing if they were buried.

We treat life like a game like we’re blind to the pain

When millions still fight for their right to remain

In their homes as they go down with the rain

Cus bombs fall everyday from their military planes

That swarm in their skies and are ending their lives

And you can witness the fear that lives in their minds

But they live & the fight see the courage in their eyes

And frustration within them when their children cry

Years go by and yet we still believe the lies

When a nation fights to stand so we can hear their cries

They take a minute silence to remember their losses

And mothers leave letters for sons in mailboxes

Whilst these people go through their days hoping it’s a phase

Knowing that they have been locked in a cage

Where it’s hard to escape cus in their minds they’re afraid

Any move that they make their families will pay

So it’s hard for them to resist & it’s harder to exist

And we don’t see the truth cus we’re blinded by the mist.

CUs the media choose to lie & it covers up our eyes

Seems we’re all going deaf cus we’re not hearing their cries

So I say that I’m there cus I’m with them & I’m strong

But it’s hard for them to trust we left them alone for too long.