Letras:Miracle. Not Just Words. My Rights, No Rights.

How can these people decide for me?
I've got no chance to decide for me?
How can these people choose my way of life?
I have my head and I want to use it!
Everyday someone in this world
makes a decision for you and for me,
But nobody knows if it's going to be
the best for us,
Or only for their pockets.
We don't have so much time
We're falling down
Why can't they understand?
Earth is burning
Yeat aftter year,
And we can't do anything about it.
The end is coming
Year after year,
And we can't do anything about it