What we see it makes no sense
Why do we constantly believe?
We have crumbled within our borders
And I'm afraid help is out of reach
They've taken our voices and they've locked them up
With paper chains I'd like to burn
I cannot even enjoy a sunset
In a world that's on the verge
A world this way has got my head hung low
Uncertain pride thickens the air
I don't want to be another disciple
As they sit in their liar's chairs
Information has been bottled up
In the news I never heard
I cannot even sleep under the shining stars
In a world that's on the verge
So I sit and watch this world go by
Just like a lonely bird
I cannot even concentrate on my own thoughts
In a world that's on the verge
In a world that's on the verge
In a world that's on the verge
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