the sun

The sun’s still high
Those eyes still red, freedom tears still running
As I inhale war my lungs fill with war wounds
TV reporters are coming, so this is it
I have to go soon

And he’s still there
An idea with flesh and bones,
Hit by profit bullets, fallen, lying
Those eyes still red, freedom tears still running
Veins still pumping blood solely by will
But nobody cares; nobody will

Cause nobody cares when nobodies die
Cause nobody cares when the nobodies cry
Nobody cares if the nobodies where there
Nobody cares when the nobodies die

Name and surname – nobody
Fought for nobody, killed by nobody
Died for nobody, died a nobody
Reports put the blame on nobody
It’s the fate of us the nobodies




Nothing to know about this
America’s economics
America’s economics
America’s economics

But don’t you fear no, Mr. nobody
We nobodies hear you, we nobodies feel you
Cause we are nothing to them; just like you

Don’t you fear Mr. nobody your body will not be left to rot
 Or dropped in no-name cages
The winner’s historians already made you a grave
With a depth of several ages

Cause nobody cares when nobodies die
Cause nobody cares when the nobodies cry
Nobody cares if the nobodies where there
Nobody cares when the nobodies die