Tragedies
Look better from the distance
We're all in line
That smell of dust and grass
Gravity, gravity, gravity
Finds no force and bends the back
In the middle of the scene
My body is in the air
In the middle of the night
The moon bathes the trees in town
Once it takes
The decision of disruption
They want to stage
The frenetics of inhuman
Melodies, melodies, melodies
Of dissonant gun explosions
In the middle of the scene
My body is in the air
In the middle of the night
The moon bathes the trees in town
Sounds of biden town genocide
Echoes the silence of innocence
Sounds of biden town genocide
Echoes the silence of
Innocence
Tragedies look better from the distance
Above up high - you say
You must apologize
Gravity, gravity, gravity
Finds no force and bends the back
In the middle of the scene
My body is in the air
In the middle of the night
The moon bathes the trees in town
Sounds of biden town genocide
Echoes the silence of innocence
Sounds of biden town genocide
Echoes the silence of
Echoes the silence of
Echoes the silence of
Innocence