It's Like - Broken Bones

It’s like your paradise, but it’s not what it seems

Ideals are not reality, they’re nothing more than dreams

It’s like your idols that offer you freedom

They’re making their statements, so you think that they mean them?

They started all this hate

This hate, violence and war

They started all this hate

But who are you fighting for?

It’s like your politicians who offer you the earth

But until they get in power you can’t see what they’re worth

It’s like political violence that still goes on today

You’d think the government by now would have found a way

It’s like the wealthy who look down on you

They’re being taxed too much?

That can’t be true

It’s like violent demonstrations like in Red Lion Square

The extent of the aggression the police didn’t care

… are you fighting for

But who are you fighting for?