How advanced are we?
We all dream of living in perfect harmony
but what is this peace we call
when we don't have any privacy?
I wish this world was a place where my kids can travel safely,
but I guess till then they'll just have to gaze off my balcony.
It's crazy what I hear in the news lately
war, war, hate, hate, money, money,
It all circles around the same things.
the only species that rages genocide on itself
is somehow the most advanced species on this earth.
No matter what God you believe in, we all came from the same one.
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