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No One Left to Blame

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Verse 1 Streets full of faces, eyes looking down Voices are loud but no one hears a sound Hands reaching out, but only for their own Hearts made of stone in a world overgrown Promises break like glass in the rain Truth gets twisted for fortune and fame Right turns wrong when the spotlight calls We build our empires on each other’s falls Pre-Chorus We say we care, but we walk away Draw the line where our comfort stays Every soul just fighting to win But nobody asks what we’re losing within Chorus How did it get this cold? When did our hearts turn into gold? Shining bright but lifeless inside Nowhere left for truth to hide We’re chasing light that we can’t sustain Burning love for personal gain Round and round in a selfish game And no one… no one left to blame Verse 2 Kindness fades like a forgotten song Justice bends when the weak aren’t strong Crowds still cheer while the good ones fall Silence grows louder than any call We trade our souls for a seat at the top Step on hope just so we don’t stop Mirrors show what we won’t confess A world in need, but we choose less Pre-Chorus We see the cracks, still paint them gold Fear of change keeps us controlled Every prayer just words in the air If love costs something, no one can spare Chorus How did it get this cold? When did our hearts turn into gold? Shining bright but lifeless inside Nowhere left for truth to hide We’re chasing light that we can’t sustain Burning love for personal gain Round and round in a selfish game And no one… no one left to blame Bridge (soft → powerful) Maybe someday we’ll finally see The enemy wasn’t you or me But the walls we built to feel safe alone Turning the world into a hollow home If we don’t change, if we don’t start We’ll lose the last piece of the human heart Final Chorus (bigger) How did it get this cold? When did our hearts turn into gold? Glittering lies we can’t maintain Dancing proud in moral decay We’re chasing light that we can’t sustain Burning love for personal gain Round and round in a selfish game Till nothing good remains… Outro (fade) And we’ll still say “We’re not the ones to blame…”