This ripped apart large sections of my social life Disabled from a bitter conflict with a surgical knife If there was a possibility I would give away my wings Give my wings to you so you could fly away from the bombings Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound Another victim down, it's the daily round Another explosion, panic & motion Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop I have no desire to end up in the crossfire Is there anything that I can do for you? To remove the barbed wire & to send out more flyers Doesn't really change what this is developing to Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound Another victim down, it's the daily round Another explosion, panic & motion Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop Your advice could be to demilitarise But it's not the weapons that kills, it's the people behind When no logic applies & no one tries And no one is willing to compromise I have no desire to end up in the crossfire Is there anything I can do for you? When no logic applies & no one tries And no one is willing to compromise Dead bodies on the ground & a whispering sound Another victim down, it's the daily round Another explosion, panic & motion Smoke from a rooftop this will never stop