Pain

(Verse 1)
Most Of Us Still Spend Our Time Watching Two Hundred Dollars Sunset,
While Those Children’s Lives Are Still Being Taken Without Any Regret,
The Rich Children Are Getting Dressed, The Poor Child Is Being Wrecked,
The Media Is Treated As A Friend, While The Truth Is Treated As A Threat,
How Can We Ever Sleep? While Those In War Still Endure Every Ounce Of Pain?
Most Men Can’t Even Come Close To Changing The Future,
Most Of Us Still Wondering What's Not To Eat This Morning,
While The Vulnerable Are Still Threatened As Sinners,
We Preach Their Story As Loudly As We Can,
But Do We Even Come Close To Knowing The Disasters—
As Real As They Feel?

(Chorus)
Are We Still Sleeping While The World Is Burning?
Are We Still Choosing While The Hungry Keep Hurting?
We Call It A Story, But Someone’s Still Living It,
We Call It The Truth, Then We Keep On Silencing It,
Tell Me, What Do We See When We Look Away?
Tell Me, What Do We Keep When We Throw It Away?
If Their Pain Is Real, Then Why Do We Pretend?
How Many More Must Fall Before We Understand?

(Verse 2)
We Kept Ourselves Busy Praising Idols, While They’re Being A Bride To The Death,
We Treat Brutality As Evil, While They See Slaughter As Legal,
We Treat Murder As Lethal, When They Feel Painful As Peaceful,
Stranger Is Faithful, Struggle Is Normal, Miracle Is Denial,
We Have The Luxury To Reach The Pinnacle Of Life,
What Do They Deserve? Funeral Of Their Loved Ones?
We Mourn About Almost Everything, While They’re Being Invincible To The World,
We Are Being Comfortable With Materials,
And Them? They Can Only Be Grateful For Survival-

(Bridge)
If We Have Everything, Then Why Are We Still Wanting More?
If They Have Nothing, Then What Are They Still Fighting For?
We Call Their Survival A Story, Their Suffering A Number,
But Every Number Has A Name, Every Name Has Someone Who Wonders,
When The World Turns Away, Who Will Remember Their Faces?
When Hope Becomes A Luxury, Who Will Stand In Their Places?
We Don't Need Another Promise, We Don't Need Another Lie,
We Just Need To Open Our Eyes Before We Ask Them Why.

(Outro)
Don't Tell Me It's Far Away,
Don't Tell Me It's Not Our Pain,
Don't Tell Me It's Just Another Story
We Scroll Past And Forget Again.
If Survival Is Their Miracle,
Then What Have We Called Our Own?
If We Still Have The Choice To Care,
Why Do We Keep Choosing To Be Alone?

Rap, Clear Male Vocal, Moderate (76-108 BPM), Melodic