It's Tearing Me

Strophe 1:

The world made me what I am,

that's why I walk in shadows step by step,

trapped in my thoughts,

paradox world, I'll never understand.

On one side, they're starving and begging for food,

on the other side, they have excess

and let their leftovers rot.

They say, "You have enough,"

but enough is never enough.

I'll never understand.

Refrain:

Trapped in my own thoughts,

it's tearing me apart,

what's right, what's wrong?

Do I stand up or conform,

follow the crowd or my heart's beat?

Strophe 2:

We're just puppets in a box, trapped in the system,

your possessions are yours until they take them away.

They say we're free, but how does a bird fly without wings?

They put chains on us, invisible to the naked eye.

We're marked on paper, without it, we're nobody.

It's all about one thing: money, power, and the greatest empire.

That's why blood flows, because money makes you rich.

Refrain:

Trapped in my own thoughts,

it's tearing me apart,

what's right, what's wrong?

Do I stand up or conform,

follow the crowd or my heart's beat?