He said she was fine when we asked him what had happened

Shame could be read right in his eyes nervously blinking


He acted without thinking like a hungry beast

He raised his hand and let it go

Down on her pretty face

And broke her tiny nose

But if he'd committed suicide

Would it mean that humanity

Can be excused?





Only if he had killed himself but he didn't succeed

A jump of 3 floors wasn't enough so now he must face us

Is it life that makes us act so unconsciously

In a desperate attempt to

Put ourselves above all

Or under everything

We never stay honest

Cause we always need to change

As our minds cruise through life



I know I'm a poor fairy tales writer drowning in clichés

But my story is the way to get in the castle of your conscience

Lyrism helps out a lot

So if you're still locked

Go see African children

Or keep watching fox news

Till you get a moral strike

Then I don't know how I could

Make it look plainer

Than this little song

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