Captured in the trap of the soil, cobble and dust
Searching for the contrast between beauty and lust
Your spirit sees it but your eyes are locked
Diopter increases
Our senses are hacked
I'm not a soldier I'm only a child
I wanna lay in the sandbox with you for a while
I don't have the instinct to throw a grenade
I've got just the instinct to love and to play
This is a war and we all have to fight
But perspectives are changing
When you're stabbed with a knife
Do you really know what's the key to survive
Tell me sometimes the truth, and never a lie
I'm not a soldier i'm only a child
I wanna lay in the sandbox with you for a while
I don't have the instinct to throw a grenade
I've got just the instinct to love and to play
