
(Verse 1:) I see the world in flames, crumbling to the ground Shattered dreams and broken promises all around Fighting for control, no reason to the rage Locked inside the madness, we’re prisoners in a cage (Pre-Chorus) We’re drowning in the noise, screaming to be heard But the truth is lost in the echo of empty words Tearing us apart, while we’re blind to the cost In the chaos of this war, we’ve forgotten what we’ve lost (Chorus:) Can’t you see the skies are falling, we’re burning down the light All this fighting over nothing, tearing us apart tonight We’re spinning out, lost in the storm, this world’s a battlefield But what’s the point of fighting if we never choose to heal? (Verse 2:) The lines are drawn in blood, but no one’s keeping score We’re soldiers with no cause, always craving more Pushed into the fire, we’re feeding off the hate As the world crumbles beneath us, is it already too late? (Pre-Chorus:) We’re drowning in the noise, screaming to be heard But the truth is lost in the echo of empty words Tearing us apart, while we’re blind to the cost In the chaos of this war, we’ve forgotten what we’ve lost (Chorus:) Can’t you see the skies are falling, we’re burning down the light All this fighting over nothing, tearing us apart tonight We’re spinning out, lost in the storm, this world’s a battlefield But what’s the point of fighting if we never choose to heal? (Bridge ) (Rap): We’re standing on the edge while the ground beneath is cracking Building walls of lies while the foundation’s collapsing Fighting for a cause that nobody can name But in the end, it’s just a different shade of the same We’re pawns in a game we don’t even understand Caught between the chaos and the blood on our hands And in the end, when we’re broken, will we open our eyes Or will we watch the world burn beneath fractured skies? (Chorus) (with more intensity): Can’t you see the skies are falling, we’re burning down the light All this fighting over nothing, tearing us apart tonight We’re spinning out, lost in the storm, this world’s a battlefield But what’s the point of fighting if we never choose to heal? (Outro) We’re losing all we had, as the world slips away Fractured skies above us, but we still refuse to change All this fighting over nothing… when will it end? When will it end? When will we learn to mend?

