Lyric

Born into roles we never chose

In tailored suits, the silence grows

We’re bound by ties we didn’t weave

In a world that won’t let us leave

Faces smile, but truths collide

Behind each door, a war inside

This is the fate we wear each day

No one escapes, no one can stray

Anger walks beside our grace

Hope and hurt share the same space

In this crowd, we live, we bend—

Chasing means that never end

Shifts in power, masks in play

Hearts grow quiet, dreams decay

But still we rise, still we try

Underneath a restless sky

Can you hear the silent cries?

Even peace is built on lies

But in this mess, we sometimes see

A fleeting glimpse of what could be

This is the fate we breathe and bear

Truth and sorrow in the air

Still we walk, still we belong—

Wounded souls, but strangely strong

In this crowd, we live, we bend—

Till our silence meets the end