67,000 deaths

I don’t think too much about the luck I have to life without,
worrying if I will have enough to eat to be alive
While trying to survive with missiles flying, buildings falling down
I guess I live in luxury

Bombs raining down
More than 60,000 in the ground
How could this be happening?
While I just just live my life like there’s no genocide

Watched an old man die waiting for rice
Now I decide what I would like to eat
Well I have moment I could do something to save a life
But I keep it in my pocket, why is it hard to give away
So many starving people need it more

Bombs raining down
More than 60,000 in the ground
How could this be happening?
While I just live my life like there’s no genocide

Children gunned down
Many orphaned now
Their innocence ripped out
From the other side of the world
I watch their hell unfold
With guilt cause I could do more

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