Jalalalej nananalej lalalej lalala...

Concrete minds
Concrete thoughts
Concrete souls
Concrete jungle
Lack of awarness
Lack of culture

Behind every corner stands a volture
Young girl with a killer in her vains
See's a world of illusion & lies
overlooks the moment she dies
fake freedom that leads to the bottom
fake justice that kills one another

Who's your enemy? Who's your brother?

Blind eyes, deaf ears & hands that steal
hands that deal & say you'll be free
But you won't exist, you'll simply BE
Whereas I'll sit under my tree
watch you falling while I'll scream I'm Free
I've saved the soul Living in me...

Jalalalej nananalej lalalej lalala...

A street philosopher, rebel outsider
burns his insides to kill reality
awaiting for the wanted final act
fed by illusions & created theories
absent, unconcious for themselves
clock strucks their rythm of life...
tick...tick...tick...tick
No upturn they've gone too far
No conscience to recall

Watch how civilizations fall
some left alone on the battlefield
Left alone, watch them how they slowly bleed
deaf for hungry & those in need
one less hungry mouth to feed, no big deal
Surprised by the final countdown
run...run...run...run 3 2 1 gone...

Jalalalej nananalej lalalej lalala...

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.