A rose is born to live in thorns, face the scorn
Hold a grudge, quick to judge and never budge
No one to stand up and understand their fellow man
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too
Morning train, eyes of pain, work in vain
Cold as a rock, walk the block, dread the clock
Struggle and fear, facades appear, opposite a sheer
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too
Souls in jail, minds have failed, hearts for sale
Day and night, left and right, all they do is fight
The scene is strange, drives my brain slowly insane
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too
Dignity cries, reality hides, and the truth it lies
Shore to shore, close your door, on the weak and poor
The evil so blind, destroys the mind, it hurts the kind
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too
Violence by the hour, politics call sour, hatred gaining power
A walk in the path, a broken glass filled with wrath
Annoying as flies, selling their lies and blinding the wise
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too
The world on its knees, worried who me
What about you, should you be too