One more depending on a prayer and we all look away. People pretending everywhere, it's just another day. There's bullets flying through the air and they still carry on. We watch it happen over there and then just turn it off. They tell us everything's alright and we just go along. How can we fall asleep at night, when something's clearly wrong? When we could feed a starving world with what we throw away.
But all we serve are empty words, that always taste the same.