If it's broken
it's broken
and nothing can change what's been torn apart like this.
To fix things?
Now try and fix things
when no seemed to care in the past.
Poison in my veins,
dust in my lungs.
My kind is dying and you took away my home and
whilst we are weak, used as bricks in your pavement,
you'll reap what you sow
and one day you'll see your judgment.
I am stuck, no will to survive.
We are united yet so alone.
Almost defeated.
My skin's your blanket,
my time's been cheated.
This is how it ends.
This is what you let it get to.
The people who pretend aren't doing what they should do.
And all that is to come
and all that could have been
will waste away only to mean
nothing.