This ripped apart large sections of my social life
   Disabled from a bitter conflict with a surgical knife
   If there was a possibility I would give away my wings
   Give my wings to you so you could fly away from the bombings
  
   Dead bodies on the ground and a whispering sound
   Another victim down, it's the daily round
   Another explosion, panic and motion
   Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop
  
   I have no desire to end up in the crossfire
   Is there anything that I can do for you?
   To remove the barbed wire and to send out more flyers
   Doesn't really change what this is developing to
  
   Dead bodies on the ground and a whispering sound
   Another victim down, it's the daily round
   Another explosion, panic and motion
   Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop
  
   Your advice could be to demilitarise
   But it's not the weapons that kills, it's the people behind
   When no logic applies and no one tries
   And no one is willing to compromise
  
   I have no desire to end up in the crossfire
   Is there anything I can do for you?
   When no logic applies & no one tries
   And no one is willing to compromise
  
   Dead bodies on the ground and a whispering sound
   Another victim down, it's the daily round
   Another explosion, panic and motion
   Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop