In your eyes the world's on fire
And everyone plays a violin
Out of tune and out of rhythm
We're all too afraid of the silence
And you tell yourself
This is what you expected
From Moscow to LA
From the cradle to the grave
And all the promises we make
You know they mean nothing in the end
And we can bridge the ocean, we can bridge the sea
But your anthem was the last hope for me
And you're an animal and your will has never been free
From Hanoi to Taipei
From the cradle to the grave
And all the promises we make
You know all I want is your honesty
And you realize the world is lies
And the soul is just a fake
And every word gets scrutinized, every move you make
Are we too paralyzed to live a life that ends at any breath we take?
Like tears in the rain
Eyes in the crowd
Your voice in the snow
Promises we break
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