The medium is the human race,
balancing our fate and desire,
love and hate,
emptiness and satisfaction,
sanity and insanity,
balancing our fate and desire,
love and hate,
emptiness and satisfaction,
sanity and insanity,
The medium is the human race,
balancing our fate and desire, love and hate, emptiness and satisfaction, sanity and insanity,
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Living life an hour at a time,
Regretting the hour before, Falling for the same trap that I use to endure Living life restricted within these lines, Ill only be a man when I treat all women with up most respect,
When I look down apon no one unless I'm helping them up,, When I can go forth when people are slowing me down to a stop, When I look down with my tears rolling as i hold my child, Ya bashar al- Assad, irrhal ya fassad,
You’re going to catch a cold from the ice that you harbour inside your heart, Why couldn't you see that you'll never win using violence from the start, Or are you too caught up with Iran's plans, Sending out your cowards, you'd know that I'm not intelligent that's just my facebook skin,
That I smile all the time because its harder to grin, That I try my best at everything, but my best isn't enough, That I've been called all the names under the sun, but my skin is though, They have labelled my British from birth,
But I see that I am only a human, We rose from the precious earth, And we forgot that we blooming, We try to fix the broken, We talk about human rights,
But only if humans were right, it's clear through our history, That you pick on the weak, We just simply don’t care
The world is dense with corruption to the amount which caring is a mere heroic act The world comforts the selfish; it is only them who are sitting in their thrones The world is diseased with poverty which will never be cured It seems like I’m losing my religion to tomorrows headlines, So please let me vouch for the voiceless at these sour times, Even thou you call them terrorist when they are terrorised in their land, In some other country full of nothing more then oil and sand, There’s so much hatred round the place
The world seems not to care For though we travel into space There’s fighting in the air |