The places that we lived and the living that we did The places we were put, the things we were given The things that they took
But they took away our pride, and if they didn't take our lives They took away the things that made us feel alive
Said, "Ooh, what have we become?" "What have we become?" Said, "Ooh, how did this become? "How did this become?"
In old woman we flex from the East to the West She thinks of her grandmother and her grandfather And the strings that they had
Now she looks to the arm, saw them sniffing on their drugs The drink in there has stolen so many souls And flooded her sacred blood
She says, "Ooh, what have we become?" "What have we become?" She says, "Ooh, how did this become?" "How did this become?"
She says, "Ooh, the bottle took away my son" "It took away my son" She says, "Ooh, where are we gonna run?" "What have we become?"
She says, "Ooh, what have we become?" "What have we become?" She says, "Ooh, how did this become?" "How did this become?"
She says, "Ooh, see the bottle took away my son" "It took away my son" She says, "Ooh, where are we gonna run?" "What have we become?"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
