Faded Glory

This is the point of view, that i can see
Looking at every detail
This is the form of teaching the world
Feel in you, is the only way
Art grows killed by the others
Music sound, sing it by you
Artists pray, for inspiration
People condemned by repetition
Day by day, doing the same
Ecerybody is worried
My brothers are falling dow
I need a fucking push
Cause we live in a world
Love stories
Faded glories
Around me
And I can't fix at all
I can cross the world
How you can help me?
Go on!
Love is killed by the set
Social webs, offer to you
Punch your friends
Lovers and haters
Stalkers and fifteen motherfuckers
Talking shit, everyday
This is not okay
Now you can feel the preassure
That you will never understand
This is the point of view, that i can see
Looking at every detail
This is the form of teaching the world
Feel in you, is the only way
Cause we live in a world
Love stories
Faded glories
Around me
And I can't fix at all
I can cross the world
How you can help me?
Go on!