[Verse 1]
A peaceful night, no bombs falling - it's alright
I'm living in the 21st century
Humanity is further than it's ever been
There is world peace, there's no children starving on the streets
Some are fat, the worst thing I've ever seen
Is some kid having too much to eat
Our politicians die so we breath
So many brave people on the streets
Once many years ago, some old billionaire died right around the block
The whole world, started a riot - throwing rocks
Tell me how can Mr. Money die, by the hand of some poor guy
This is a perfect world, there's no reason to fight
Unless my TV show gets cancelled, then I'm lighting myself on fire
How can they do this, so much injustice and for money
Those actors are acting funny
Long live our army
They keep blasting these terrorists, so nobody will ever harm me
Those Muslim people keep saying we're to blame
For their suffering, it's crazy I don't even understand
I really don't, tell me where the hell is their land
[Verse 2]
A violent night, too many bombs falling - I'm so tired
I'm living in the 21st century
Humanity is worse than it's ever been
There was never world peace, not for us anyways
We're the guilty people from the Middle East
On our land is where mankind fell deceased
My people are starving and I'm tired of yelling please
Come and save us, because we are hungry and we miss
The world that we once used to see
My little girl died last night, a bullet to the head
I have no tears in my eyes, nobody gives a sh*t
Nobody hears my voice, they act like I was given a choice
Do I want to live in a sunny world, or in a war zone
These hypocrites are honoring a dozen men gone
Some dirty old politicians walking for their memory
What happened to the rest of us, am I an enemy
Half a million ceased to breathe, for their money and their greed
They call us terrorists, if they looked in the mirror they would see who the terror is
I'm sick of it, humanity is gone
That's why I'm singing this sad song
[Verse 3]
We are born deceased
No souls in our chest, We live to please
One percent of the population, because they're rich
We fall to God, but rise to kill
When it comes to the holy dollar bill
How about you take a pint of death and tell me how living life feels
I am a man of many cultures
Every single one of them swims in genocide, so let me breathe
I am cursed having eyes when this world is blind to my tears
It hurts my soul, so I grew a pair of wings
I rose to heaven, but it turns out that places have switched
Now I'm lost, I don't know where to run and how to leave
I try to end my pain, to my surprise I don't bleed
You see it's funny because my heart was stabbed, and its gushing rivers of red
I wonder what lies ahead
They told me fear death but I'm laughing instead
How can I fear the only exit that I have
I'm tired of everybody thinking that they're wisdom is great
Everybody struggles through their life no matter the reason for pain
So I know whatever I'm speaking, you can relate
Even though the reason for my tears, is that I was welcomed to hell