Slow down your steps, you're almost running
You know that I'd follow you in the corners of the earth
You seem to have lost your own advantage
Traveling lonely soul in the depths of the universe
They seem to conceal their fear with pride
And cover their anger with those pistols in their hands
Holding the power to take lives
Who'll carry the burdens but your daughters and your sons
Tilling the ground of your own planet
They've got watchful eyes that only wait for you to burn
The messages were taken for granted
So take a deep breath and hold it 'til the sun returns
They seem to confuse what's right from wrong
Keeping you busy while they satisfy themselves
You think you can choose whom to belong
To them you are pawns and only victims in their games
They seem to conceal their fear with pride
And cover their anger with those pistols in their hands
Holding the power to take lives
Who'll carry the burdens but your daughters and your sons