The words are counted, not weighed I don't believe what you say The face, a fountainhead that spews out lies He got no ears to your cries
Don't build yourself a prison, baby You will become a prism today Hey today
The web of greed, it stretches far They even think they own the stars You pay to live, to live you toil But will they feed their children oil?
Don't build yourself a prison, baby You will become a prism today
Children of Light, they know the score The newborn child knows not war The tongue, it flutters soft and it's no surprise They got no ears to hear our cries
Don't build yourself a prison, baby You will become a prism today Just do what you want to, hey hey They're building us all prisons todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
