Grandma's Boys - Red Carpet

Watch yourself
You should be proud
All eyes on you
They're shouting loud
You're on their television screen
All it needs are dying dreams
A voice against you jailed to rot
And dirty deals are blooming up
A former home is now destroyed
A broken mother grieves her boy
You build a stage with a red carpet on the floor
The call for freedom
Got answered with a war
Expressing thoughts becomes a thrill
When fear alone enforces a will
Committed crimes are swept below
The red carpet on the floor
No doubts you really made it clear
A thunderstorm
And now you're here
Humanity is pushed away
Lowest lows ruling the day
Diplomacy
Got obsolete
Guns and bombs filling the streets
The trains are full
But no one cries
Orphaned child with empty eyes
You build a stage with a red carpet on the floor
The call for freedom
Got answered with a war
Expressing thoughts becomes a thrill
When fear alone enforces a will
Committed crimes are swept below
The red carpet on the floor
Hey
Calm down
And tell me what's on your mind
I got some questions
From the other side
How does it feel when people
Are killing in your name
When families tear apart
Is it right or just insane
You brought that storm
Where children lose their lives
Are you dead inside
Or does that feel alright
You build a stage with a red carpet on the floor
The call for freedom
Got answered with a war
Expressing thoughts becomes a thrill
When fear alone enforces a will
Committed crimes are swept below
The red carpet on the floor

Written by:
Dennis Jakob, Julian Nehr, Sven Braune, Tim Bitzer

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