Where am I supposed to stand
In all this blood and carnage
Where farmers beg for food
In their own homeland
This love is for a nation
Not for another person
For they who care
They were lit like flares
Save this land from all this pain
Abundance of lies and hate
She took a stand and squealed
As her tears fell along with the rain
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 2:51 PM UTC
Where am I supposed to stand
In all this blood and carnage
Where farmers beg for food
In their own homeland
This love is for a nation
Not for another person
For they who care
They were lit like flares
Save this land from all this pain
Abundance of lies and hate
She took a stand and squealed
As her tears fell along with the rain