Twenty Times A Day

Twenty Times A Day
I can’t distinguish right or wrong anymore
I feel nothing when I see war
I see people dying and I do not ask what for
It seems it doesn’t bother me anymore
Will there be nothing left to give for
Or is everybody only asking for more
Will there be nothing left to give for
Or is everybody only asking for more

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No longer crying
No longer dying
No more views of red and grey
Twenty times a day
It’s crystal clear now
Don’t let the wrong people pay
They don’t cry for more twenty times a day

People walking in all directions
Without knowing walking north or south
And there’s no need to even care
There are indications everywhere
The only question is what time can I be there
No questions do I have someone to share
The only question is what time can I be there
No questions do I have someone to share

Chorus

It’s like the children tears drown in to the rivers of blood
Without knowing if it steels the pain

When will a new day starts for them
Without a single gunshot thrills their brains again
I see them crying and I ask myself what for
Or is everybody only asking for more
I see them crying and I ask myself what for
Or is everybody only living for more

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