My Idea

Some say the end is near,
but I believe that it's a fear.
We create our own lies,
but we choose to hypnotize.
Every day, lies are told,
and we give in, I find it bold.
They say justice rules our lives,
but all I see are swords and knives.

[Break]

We think we win, but we are dull,
believing in sins and sacred skulls.
So many rules, I suffocate.
We're all in a prison with no gate,
but we should try.
There's still a place,
for fixing these mistakes.
It's the plan. It's my idea,
I'm reaching out now take my hand.

[Break]