makes you feel uncomfortable
But what will you do when the shouting stops?
What will you do when the gunfire stops?
The violence is all we have left to cherish
makes you feel indignant
But what will you do when your sleeping beauty awakes?
What will you do when you fall in love?
The isolation is everything we desire
you feel neglected
Because you have nothing to hope for
And there's nothing on the horizon
The hopelessness is everywhere now