Tell me

 
Tell me how, tell me when, were humans ever free from sin,
Is it for power that we've died within?

Was it for love? Was it for hate?
Did we forget how to appreciate?

Is that the stench of selfishness that I smell?

If it wasn't for the screens
turning us all into machines,
our eyes would still be staring into our souls.
And it can't be much fun for us,
beneath the falling sky
with so many humans committing suicide.

What did we do, people what did we do?
What did we do to reality?

Should we cry, should we scream?
what happened to our hopes and dreams?
Oh people, people what did we do?