Falling

Taxed for the work we do

To finance innocents’ extinction

Attacked for staying true

Don’t want part of your plans’ completion

No respect for hardworking youths

No respect, just lies and hidden truths

Go on with your ways

Just stay away

Cos soon it’s yourself that you’ll slay

One day my time will come

And I was not taught to run

One day my time will come

Death or glory I won’t run

One day my time will come

I won’t forget where I come from

I’ve spilled out my heart

Time and again in many songs

Still found no heaven

Nowhere to belong

Tony Blair’s kind will never understand

Like disease they spread

How many innocents have already gone

The list of those dead already too long

They’re wrong. Wrong!

Power control

They’re greedy and still try deceive my

Doesn’t matter who you vote for

It’s always the same old story

We’ve all done wrong when the fallout comes

We’ll burn for what we did not do

Take the food from my mouth

To pay for wars

Futile in their reason