Can you hear them cry
Their voices are so low
You and me
Do we listen at all
Can you see them die
Do you really care
Even if you did
Would you raise your voice

My hands cover my face
I try to understand
What it feels like to live
With a certain end
My eyes are turning red
I feel the taste of grief
I wonder if your eyes
Cry anymore
Cry anymore

Would you put a knife
Against their throats
Only words alone
Will not save them after all

Look into their eyеs
Can you see the fear
Do they rеalize
That they have to die

My hands cover my face
I try to understand
What it feels like to live
With a certain end
My eyes are turning red
I feel the taste of grief
I wonder if your eyes
Cry anymore
Cry anymore