Текст песни Supper

Dear victims on TV So sorry I was afraid Couldn't leave my sofa today How's that news again? 9 years old a father and a rape? Always tired... aren't I? And skies in my forehead Dauntless fists upwards Those eyes are now mine Can't save... gotta work How many are still fighting? [[ I am mine and only mine Oh I'm so sorry Gotta leave you here...]]