Cruel World
written by Danny McEvoy and Shing02

Cruel World don't you seem to notice me
and you will never notice me in my part of town
Cruel World they are dying but
you never seem to make a stand, oh you never seem to
there's too many nightmares around you
and look at all the sorrow around you
oh please God if you're hearing me now
make a stand, make stand
and look at all the bullshit inside you
you leave the demons amok you let 'em run through
oh please God if you're hearing me now
make a stand, make a stand

I see your light
I try to fight
I hold my own
please know you're not alone but
there's choices we should make
and there's pathways we should not take
it's time that we should all make a stand, make a stand

Cruel World I ain't lost my hope in you
I still know there's fight left in you, burning while the rest is down
Cruel World they are crying but
there's still time for you to come make a stand, make a stand
I leave my life to this and beg god now
oh please Lord if you're hearing me now
make a stand, make a stand
I leave my life to this and beg god now
oh please God if you're hearing me now
make a stand, make your stand

I see your light
I try to fight
I hold my own
please know you're not alone but
there's choices we should make
and there's pathways we should not take
it's time that we should all make a stand, make a stand

Cruel World don't you seem to notice me
and you will never notice me in my part of town
Cruel World they are dying but
you never seem to make a stand, oh you never seem to

(Shing02)
Cruel like a killer in the hunt
Croon like a singer in a night club full of blunts
Cool like a blood of a python
Crude like a barrel in a tanker bearing icons the heist is on
Is there anybody listening, the screen glistening with grease
the musical chair juiced with electricity
a green mile of trails lead to the gates
of a paradise city where the parasites live and infest
any nook and cranny to the fullest
don't look in the eyes of a stranger
might spell e-n-d, it's safer instead of seeing kids slowly go insane, jah
aren't we all born free, yet in bondage
to this world of free phones and cheap corn bits
the only time we can get away is in our sleep
still the dark dreams chase us with no fence to leap
but for real though we're all part of the disease, right?
who the hell am I to say anything about anything
dead ducks in a tub wallowing in sin
waiting for the spiral motion to set in
so make easy and kick rocks
just pretend that you never saw
the kind of business that goes on behind doors
so off you go, running for the cleanest corner of the room to explore