1. |
Convinced
03:41
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Are you scared of what’s coming?
My senses are lost and confused. There's nothing here to lose.
But this future’s more than progress.
I know you made some mistakes, but the beginning is far away.
Take your chance, move ahead.
Don’t take what they give you, don’t trust them if they say:
“Let’s make a deal my friend,
let’s do it for the people.
They need this more than you,
they'll be satisfied and thankful.
Society needs transformation.
Let’s put them on a picture,
with a smile and with the people.
They’ll be convinced.”
Do you know what’s your position?
Don’t dare to lose your preference.
The party’s everything you have.
Government is more than progress.
We have a short history behind,
but the beginning is far away.
Take your chance, move ahead.
Don’t take what they give you, don’t trust what they say.
Let’s make (a) real change my friend,
let’s do it for the people.
They need this just like you,
they'll be satisfied and thankful.
Society needs transformation.
Let’s put them somewhere else,
with their friends and with their pictures.
They’ll be convinced.
We won’t hear them,
but they’ll change your mind,
anyway.
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2. |
Bricks and Ideals
03:00
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Don’t tell me stories about a new tomorrow.
I wanna think about today.
Promises are just some words and shadows.
We shouldn’t hear them and forget.
Devastation wasn't a big surprise.
Was the impact or was it the design?
Sketching weak ideas,
there’s nothing left for us, no firm society.
Bricks of glass,
they're supposed to fall when you want.
Helpers are worried about what they’ve created,
fixed ideals of the past.
Heroes in ruins that were edificated
had their decisions and a plan.
Devastation wasn't a big surprise.
Was the impact or was it the design?
Sketching weak ideas,
there’s nothing left for us, no firm society.
Bricks of glass,
they are supposed to fall, when you want.
Bricks of glass,
they are supposed to fall, when you want.
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3. |
Mental Slavery
02:51
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Their obligations are written everywhere.
Their sacrifices are followed by the saint.
You offer them your spirit and your mind,
your servitude is for always your reward.
Don’t give me your blessing,
I don’t want your mental slavery.
Mental slavery, is this what you believe?
Mental slavery...
Your trust and shame are perfect for the game.
They will pretend that your freedom’s always first.
Morality is a fundamental piece.
Control and wealth is where it really ends.
Don’t give me redemption.
I don’t want your mental slavery.
Mental slavery, is this what you believe?
Mental slavery...
Do you really wanna give away your soul.
Well, go and tell your master "that story is too old".
Their obligations are written everywhere.
Their sacrifices are followed by the saint.
You offer them your spirit and your mind,
your servitude is for always your reward.
Mental slavery...
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4. |
Hollow Activist
03:20
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Changes
are everywhere and
they are trying to avoid them.
They cannot control it, they cannot support it.
Nature
is taking revenge
on your small glorifying mind.
They cannot control it, they cannot support it.
Pretty activists
are shining more than what they’re trying to defend.
Pretty activists
think they can solve it with their hollowness and faith.
Faces
pretend to take care.
They are helping with their voices.
They cannot control it, they cannot support it.
Power
is not in your hands.
But you say it’s in your fist.
They cannot control it, they cannot support it.
Pretty activists
are shining more than what they’re trying to defend.
Pretty activists
think they can solve it with their hollowness and faith.
Don't try to save it.
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5. |
The Contract
04:01
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Hard work is fine
if they give you everything and time.
The solution's here again inside.
Money in your shoes
keeps you there without a care and tools.
The contract pays and fools.
There is no time to compare and fit.
They must go back, they must go back.
Keep that in mind
when you decide to go and try.
The solution's here again inside.
The profit's in your bill.
Don't forget to punish them again.
The contract fools but pays.
There is no time to compare and fit.
They must go back, they must go back.
Hard work is fine
if they give you everything and time.
The solution's here again inside.
Money in your shoes
keeps you there without a care and tools.
The contract pays and fools.
Come back and sit.
Come, read and sign.
Keep that in mind
when you decide to go and try.
The solution's here again inside.
The profit's in your bill.
Don't forget to punish them again.
The contract fools but pays.
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