Glimpse
Tell me when does your justice start
What you say and what i see they are miles apart
Now i'm as guilty as the next man or woman i declare
Of apathy and selfish greed and self interested affairs
Now why must we accept these things when after all
They're only handed down
Now why must we accept these things when after all
They're only handed down
Tell me when does your mercy begin
What you say and what i see
Looks like its come to an end
Looks like its come to an end
Look like its come to an end
I'm as guilty as the next man