Hundred refugees have died I've heard it on the morning news and I take a bite of my bread, Sipping my coffee, eating my eggs Like nothings important out in the world Then I choke on the bite I've taken When I'm reading the headline " One man of a yelling crowd shot a movie of his suicide " Noone tried to stop him! No! They just awaited his d**h In a stream of fire I know you Don't need no explanation Too easy to see you through You take a delight of anothers misfortune Hidden spite ain't no way out Think again! What would you do when you're lying on the ground? Would you cry for help or would you force me to kick you again?