Try
I begin to think you really don't care
Your final result I can't really bear
Will we live in this urban hell
Do we have to wait till there's none to tell?
Everyday I try, to set things straight
Everyday I try, to communicate
Everyday I must, compensate
My lack of belief!
There is a chance for a change
End the reign of the sick and deranged
Violence not words, we can't let it be
Open up, you're just to blind to see
Writer/s: BRIAN WEST, NELLY FURTADO
