- Mood:
Lazy - Listening to: eminem,parazitii,zale etc
- Watching: my computer
- Eating: pizza,etc
- Drinking: cofee....beer.....
Is a continuous hysteria which invades me,
When I think about the world is around me
I try to go out of this game, wanna recall to mind,
Feeling so imperfect, my heart beats too hard.
I wanna cross this dam that limits my thought.
A deep mist of silence comprises me… So got
To believe, to forget all my problems again
Think once, think twice, maybe listen me in!
So what is skirting you? is not a single life…
Thousands of souls are fighting with the same wrath.
But they don’t know what means to be truly alive,
They’re only living the days as a parasite…
Meanwhile one is having fun
Some are smoking in the bathroom or taking drugs,
One is mutilated by a psycho patient,
The president naps in a luxury red bed.
Thinking which car to buy the next day,
With wool stolen from people in pain ,
He takes advantage of the moment ,buys a limousine
Instead of helping children which really needs a bill.
Everyone in this world is living his own life
They don’t care about the people, forgotten they are
Persons which perhaps don’t have enough power
To leave ahead single with the head on the tower.
We’re living in a world where each one thinks
That all it happens only for their own skin.
Try to understand that you’re not the only one!
There are thousands children which don’t have what you got.
You have enough time and try to change something
Until the day when all’s gonna stop it.
There are many child which don’t have a toy
Which have asked for alms for only else’s joy.
To be with the pocket full of money
There are hundred girls which doesn’t have career,
By only being the prostitute of a fucking blonde dealer.
Because of the lack of mature and floods of infantilism
They chosen the simple way to go in paradise.
The money moves the world, like a hustler in prime.
Now wonder why?
A material part, without thought, sense …
Can’t make you feel good in the darkest place.
Damn` we’re doomed to live a life
Where the dough rullez,
Making stress, mania,
Crimes or killing by hysteria.
Once for the last time try to recall your mind,
Let a part of your goodness fly to other’s benefit.
Hide the enmity, the dark of your heart.
Try to turn on light, on the hidden boulevard.
Where are living so much persons forgotten by the people….
Old in asylums, distrainted children
Living a fear which can’t disappear,
Finding the answers in perfect lies.
Put yourself in their shoes…
What would you do? Getting confused…
Being the prisoner of a world where,
You must steal for take a bread.
For all those you love … let’s do something
Don’t change the world…just change the concept!
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