Serj Tankian

Maybe we believe
she was ready to go
In the morning light
Maybe you believe
That she was made of gold
In the east where you killed her
You lead us
When you need to feed us
You comfortably delete us
When you need your fetus,
You cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out and,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out,
Goodbye, goodbye,
She speaks unrehearsed
Languages from skin
In the morning light
Painting shadows on the
faces of the dead
In front of their widows,