• ]What have we done?
    ruins is what were leaving behind
    disaster happens as our teeth grind
    Our lips speaking softly new plans
    We make new technology, but ruin the land

    New diseases spread, as our sins grow
    Hunger and death are what our countries show
    Our ives, for some reason, are worth less than they are
    Suicide is better than living thru this war

    The war... the war that we all caused
    The right path we used to see, but now have lost
    With our competition of vanity
    This world is plastic filled with jealousy

    Racism, seperation, arent we all the same?
    Look as this world we should be ashamed
    Rape of innocents, killing those whose time isnt ready to leave
    The government herding us like as we were sheep

    Not knowing whom to trust but your self
    Writing your personal thoughts in a book thats kept on a shelf
    Were kept as puppets whom they control
    Leaders who say we dont have a role

    Do they deserve all the blame?
    No... the fault is shared the same
    But thats just about it!!
    LOOK AT WHAT WEVE DONE
    As much as we want, we cannot run

    Im sorry to say, but love does not help
    It just opens our eyes to the truth
    It just makes it harder to get through
    When i say i am sorry, i really am

    Is it too late to start over?
    The harm is still there, like dark clouds that hover
    Is it to early to begin?
    And if we try to do so, would we win?

    This world is based on lies-fake promises
    Look at us we are the proof, we the people are the accomplices
    We are a tube full of deadly doses
    poisonous thorns on discolored roses

    Corrupt from the inside out
    Dark stares that yearn to shout
    Dead soul that wonders how long will this be about?
    But not even the living know the answer, how do we find out?

    Power is our seductive dancer
    Its a simple question but hard to answer
    Do we deserve to live?
    You look around and the tears that fall sting your skin
    Pains as you see before you the torture you will face and soon fall in

    What of the future that comes?
    The world is like a campaing of sins, and we keep sending in the funds
    I do not know and thats about all the good there is.
    Sometimes not knowing is best, maybe fearing ourselves might resolve this

    Its easy to say what this world has become
    But its hard to say with a clear throat,
    what have we done?