If lyfe was easy if lyfe was sweet
If there were no struggle or ugliness on the streets
If beauty in the world outweigh the poverty surround
Dreams of running through fields of lilies
Smelling a sweet red rose
Lyfe we all wish to behold
Lyfe is what we make it, shape, embrace it, take it, create it
Lyfe isn't easy and sweetness is rare to be found
We struggle each day with the horror around
Peace, we hear about seen rarely
Lyfe, I want to bury my head and not
Listen to all the shit how lyfe is only
Meant for the rich
The poor must submit
Never will they get
To have what they wish
All bullshit
If lyfe was easy, if lyfe was sweet
There would be no crying in the streets
Mothers’ tears would not wash away the blood stains
Of her children spilled
The homeless would have a place to
Lay their heads
The hungry would be fed
And the earth would give back its dead
Lyfe is reality