I don’t have a solution and each day is more confusing
No answers to the questions that you are pursuing
Things are not as they ought, nothing is what it seems
Unravelled thoughts and dismantled dreams
Is this what we are fighting for?
Is it fair in love and war?
My dreams are dismantled, thoughts are unravelled
Years I have wasted on the miles I have travelled
Stones have be casted, seems I have outlasted
Standing like a relic, made of alabaster
What the hell are we fighting for?
What is love and what is war?
I have no answers still, I doubt I ever will
I did my time, paid the bill, drank the cup, swallowed the pill
I have no solution to the question I’m pursuing
Looking at our lives, each day is more confusing
Is this what we all fight for?
What is fair in love and war