Syrian people

CHOICES

we’re burning
destroying
our lives have become
tortured
and bothered by whats been going on
reaching and grabbing for dreams of returning
to have our dreams interupted by alarms
this is the end
we’ve gone away
we’re falling back to earth
return to earth
return to earth
and we’re running in circles again
we’re running in circles
and we’re running in circles again
thinking big but doing so small
if this is the way that we’re living
then why should we live at all?
my life is mine
i’m working towards not ever having to work
my life is mine
my life is mine
waking up to feel the pressure
this is what i’ve never wanted
close your eyes and sleep it all off
I’ve given up my dreams
for this so called life
which I’ll never be happy living in
this so called life
which I’ll never be happy living in
I’ll carry on
put on my tie and fake up my smile
I’ll carry on
so watch me fake it
I’d like for nothing more
then to live a day of peace
with no care in sight
just this life of mine
I’d like for nothing more
then to spit in your fucking face
with no care in mind
this is not a dream
this is not a dream
this is not a dream
this is cruel reality it’s everything it seems.
I’ve been a sinking ship
I’ve been a fucking wreck
Lie to me, tell me I matter
through the clouds we’ve crashed on down