Sometimes I want to fly but my wings won't open
I'm like a bu*terfly dying in winter; frozen
And I speak for every child; that's every girl
And every boy alive in this world
Who's ever cried, who's ever tried
To make change but got pushed aside
This is you and I, it's him and her
It's them and us, in friends we trust
But I'm alone, looking above
I'm alone, looking for love
Pray for the lost children; the lost souls
Ask bout mine, it's not sold
They stock the prisons; this monstrous system
Where politicians all rob their victims
Leave them without a pot to piss in
I call it greed, they call it capitalism