Letra de Witnessed

Try to see things clear
We walk with heavy steps on this new built street
With the guilt on our heads
Blindfolded from the reaching arms
People don't give a fuck what reality looks like
We haven't changed at all: Endless miseries still passing us by
I won't live in a world where only some can fit:
This peace of mind is a piece of shit
The boy that never saw the morning sun
He was torn by your very own hands
The father that never slept safe
Knowing he could never back down
Who will tell his stories when this world has turned its back on him?
Who will tell his stories when he's done?
Who will make his voice remain?
When the only thing we see is a broadcast of his world still burning down: This peace of mind is a piece of shit