Welcome to the castle of the psychopath, Who trusts nobody in the land of crap. Closed in the cage before one way travel. It’s an Orwell’s novel when the judge used a gavel To punish me for a thoughtcrime, But “Nineteen eighty-four”, it’s not my time! Let’s stop the power and not be their whore If personal relations mean much more. The life is getting worse, altruism dies firstly, I’ve seen a problem, it makes me thirsty. How have you crashed my plan? Now my words mean nothing… Damn!
The poor time is wrong, thinks it can’t stop, You need a second to see I'm on the top. A walk with the Moon will improve my mind Until I see the beautiful sign. All right! I’ve just seen, although… Nothing was changed for my team. I was a teen but I have to be adult now, A voice in my head has started to shout. Another plan gonna fail like a mail, Close to jail? Nah, I’ll be playing well…
It’s not the high life in the furthest state, The last plane didn’t wait and I was late. There is no patience, I’m impatient fool, Don’t call me “sir”, ‘coz we’re equal. Our basic needs are not satisfied, Everybody changes the life for a pride. The government turned on the red light To cover the rich in this daily fight. What’s a problem? Nobody worries About the land of unequal stories! Call the Police if you have enough cash…
Four-minute complaint! (What?)
Nobody knows and nobody heard, Almost of us are not like a bird. We have to serve the elite, we’re owned, In this place, everything can be sold. Private laws of private lands, Private money buys new private brands. There are no friends, we’re lonely bums, Why don’t you like our creative hums? Brave New World and what’re you got? I won’t keep looking, I’ll take a nap. Many young guys wanna get the top, But we’re not a concern making pop. You’ve got papers, you will be controlled, Here is the CHAOS, we’ll burn it all!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
