• Ghost town
    Slow pace
    We hear these words and I have to wonder
    How many people do they decive
    Are we blind to whats in front of us
    Can we see whats wrong with this world

    You know it’s screwed when
    A town that once lived
    Is now a ghost town
    You know somethings wrong
    When nothing seems to move it’s
    Just staying at a slow pace
    And ignoring the problem.
    Yet we all close our eyes
    And say it’s not real

    s**t happens when no ones looking
    It’s just the voice that makes it appair
    People die when know ones holding the gun
    It’s only the families cries that make it known
    Sicknesses are cureible
    It’s just the money that is the lie
    People loose there homes
    And fade away
    It's lie we all know

    All these things are real
    And living it only takes a link
    To start a chain
    It takes one voice
    To create a chorses

    It takes one bullet
    To make a war
    And send the world
    Into chaose
    Sp tell the world
    To open their eyes
    And look outside their box
    And see how dark the world can be