Papaya
I try to wash my face but it feels like the dirt won’t go away
My heart still hurts from the pain that we felt from yesterday
I try to change the world but it feel like no one cares if the earth don't stay
My heart still hurt, but I’ll work and hope one day this shit will change

Tired of running I’m on the streets
Gotta keep my head up or id be deceased
Feet falling, Hanging by a leash
Dead barking at their heads target underneath

We don’t need them just to show us how to breath
They took our air and made it hard to fucking see
They sell our own hearts for a fee
Thеy fill our own homes with disease

I try to wash my facе but it feels like the dirt won’t go away
My heart still hurts from the pain that we felt from yesterday
I try to change the world but it feel like no one cares if the earth won’t stay
My heart still hurt, but I’ll work and hope one day this shit will change