Chorus:
I don't even know if I can handle this pain
Every day's a murder, kids get put in the grave
Shot for his race, in the place he was raised
when peace was the only thing that he ever craved


Verse 1:

here we go again with the war crimes
being committed on innocent people in Palestine
while the west co-sign and sponsor the bombs
crying moms, holding dead babies in their palms

muffled screams being heard from the rubble
and you never see Israel get in any trouble
its the same old story, they're mowing the lawn
with them hellfire rockets raining blood upon

the people of Gaza, an open air prison
imagine living there and being in their position
I'm a product of the Bosnian cleansing and genocide
and that's the reason why I'm forever with Palestine

or any land occupied and oppressed
where's the world leaders for these war crimes to address
now is the time to find a resolution
ceasefire now, too many lives we are losing

Chorus:
I don't even know if I can handle this pain
Every day's a murder, kids get put in the grave
Shot for his race, in the place he was raised
when peace was the only thing that he ever craved

Verse 2:

here we go again with the propaganda
label them savages the same old mantra
justify the murders and the land being stolen
but take a look around the world, the people have spoken

from the river to the sea Palestine will be free
..is what the people yell, and what they want to see
I just wanna see peace, regardless of what your creed is
and some kind of empathy from these world leaders

when you see what's going on it breaks your heart to bits
and how many times will this happen to the Gaza strip
and how many times will the kids continue to die helplessly
..while our governments finance the weaponry

blood money, make the world go around
and somebody's making lots of greenbacks and pounds
the whole system is broken and violent by design
that's why they never wanna see a free Palestine

Chorus:
I don't even know if I can handle this pain
Every day's a murder, kids get put in the grave
Shot for his race, in the place he was raised
when peace was the only thing that he ever craved

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can anybody hear the cry from the rubble
can anybody hear the cry from the grave
can anybody sympathize with the struggle
free Palestine from the walls and chains