Faizah in Hail, Saudi Arabia #150 (Violence)

I hope they hang my body
in the city streets
So their children can see
the human body doesn't mean anything
I hope they hang my body
in the city streets
So their children can see
their parent's words don't mean anything
My body is unclean
It's easy to die
but it's hard to be alive
A bird ran under my tires this morning
It's easy to die
but it's hard to be alive