Paroles: Costanza. Sonic Diary. Burqa.

I feel in the air
Like dust in the air
My hurt plea is just a little game
The city is on fire
The city is on fire

I feel in the air
Like dust in the air
My hurt plea is just a little game
Who?s the real criminal
Who?s the real criminal

Everyone has a fault
Violence is a fault
Ignorance is fault
The West has a fault

Please stop the bomb
Stop the blood
I don?t want to feel guilty
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road

Please stop the bomb
Stop the blood
I don?t want to feel guilty
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road

I feel in the air
Like dust in the air
My hurt plea is just a little game
The city is on fire
The city is on fire

Please stop the bomb
Stop the blood
I don?t want to feel guilty
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road

Please stop the bomb
Stop the blood
I don?t want to feel guilty
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road

Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road
Kids are crying down the road