most of the human body is made of water but we're not made of water life is like water down the drain we keep on standing the pain standing by while the ceilings raised until there's no roof over our heads facing a blooding summer heat index in record numbers too hot to slumber we keep standing the pain of all the falling rain rolling down the window pane in the grave or in a cage if we free it's only fantasy can't catch the blues when immune to bad newsfeed sickness in society taking a deep breath is how to breathe we keep on standing the pain life hangs in the balance cut the middle class cut the lower class cut the poor let the rich man keep what he has give em more fund the war been down this road before disretion is a must we shall overcome some day if we trust if we just what do they want from us other than blood meanwhile we keep on standing the pain is all in vein how can we remain sane how can we not be out of our mind surrounded by so much pent up frustration mighty sunlight shine over the water brighten the gloomy day while we keep on standing the pain under the sky can't blame AI for the evil that man do