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Sent in the middle of a war you have to fight
Wondering how the fuck you ever landed over here
Never thought about all the bullshit that they feed
Now your thinking how to keep the bullets from your head
Every face alive you might have to take
The mind can only take so much before it breaks
You have to take control it's your fate
They taught you how to move, how to kill, how to die
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Sent in the middle of a war you have to fight
Wondering how the fuck you ever landed over here
Never thought about all the bullshit that they feed
Now your thinking how to keep the bullets from your head
You have to take control it's your fate
They taught you how to move, how to kill, how to die
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
Come back alive, don't end up dead
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There's a sickness that keeps reaching out
Grabbing a hold of the world no control
Reputation, reputation
Mortality of the men
Cowards they always leave filth in there tracks that won't wash, wash away
Fear is the motive in the things that do, that they do
Their world seems so godless
Their world seems so godless
All out to war
The way to be stronger
All out to war
By force we will conquer
The fraud the elections denying the freedom of choice from the people
Repeating the errors inventing excuses to profit from conflicts
Reputation, reputation
Mortality of the men
A world so godless
A world so godless
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You can't look in these eye's
Can't live out these lies
Walk the walk, talk the talk
It doesn't leave my head staining my cells grey
This all the thanks that I get from you
Feed the fear, nothing's clear
You hear me, you
You hear me, you
There's no rest for consequences of guilt
Facing my own doubts about what is actually real
I told myself that I would live again
Lost all cause fought them all to the end
All my aspirations fell to the bottom of hell
The womb of mother earth is bleeding losing a son
Can't deny, our decline
You hear me, you
You hear me, you
Feed the fear, nothing's clear
Walk the walk, talk the talk
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The speech doesn't reach
The killing doesn't fix
No one is free from the fate
That a few men force us to take
Over paid and over weight
Population does not stop creating
Ill heart that can't love no more
The whole state closing down its doors
All lost
We are all lost
Our path is filled with no end
What will become
It's just more of the same
You're just a part of the game
We lost our hope in you
False words deceive and lie
Bleeding pages from the paper
Can't wash your hands
It's just more of the same
You're just a part of the game
We lost our trust in you
You cowards, back stabbers, no truth from you
The words are clear
For those who care
Never thought it could mean so much
For those who care
You're the ones who created all the fear
You're the ones who deny we're all here
I think it's time to open our eyes
Our minds were closed for most of our lives
Always seemed so real
Controlling what we feel
You never thought it could happen this way
Exercise our right to make it right
It's just more of the same
You're just a part of the game
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Revolting manner of handling power
Perpetrating lies and misery
Fifty years of progress in five
People living only to survive
The child is suffering a mother's deadly dream
I'm fed up to see them being mistreated
I'm always feeling like i'm being cheated
No honest meanings the way i'm treated
Multi racial society
Degradation of liberty
Urban warfare at all levels
Politicians rethinking his measures
I'm deep inside
A sea of mud
The underground
South of the world
Can't control my urge
Rule my urge
Can't control my urge
Ruled by urge
Between the shacks and arid soil
The concrete jungle with trees of steel
Between the millions confronting faces
Confusing crowds with distant traces
Soldiers out there drug dealing
Warriors of the raw feelings
Side line control trespassing over
Dictating rules and committing the crimes
I'm deep inside
A sea of mud
The underground
South of the world
Can't control my urge
Rule my urge
Can't control my urge
Ruled by urge
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Your right, your will, to vote, to kill
Your world, is ill
Solutions to our crimes
Don't make me feel like shit
Insult my mind attack my life
Don't ever try to fuck with me
Corrupt my mind control what's mine
War news, war secrets, war lies, war motives
War reasons, war crimes
War heroes of our time
Corrupted, insulted
Corrupted, insulted
Don't make me feel like shit
Insult my mind attack my life
Don't ever try to fuck with me
Corrupt my mind control what's mine
Corrupted, insulted
Corrupted, insulted
Your right, your will, to vote, to kill
Your world, is ill
Solutions to our crimes
Don't make me feel like shit
Insult my mind attack my life
Don't ever try to fuck with me
Corrupt my mind control what's mine
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See the storm - moving in
Gaining speed - in my creed
Pain - and tears
Hate - and fears
Our sense of real is extinct
Why don't we accept as it is
All the things we see
All the things we hear
Why don't we accept as it is
See the light - breaking fast
Opens up - all you can see - knowledge to be
When theres innocents - there is guilt
With a will - theres a way
Our sense of real is extinct
Why don't we accept as it is
All the things we see
All the things we hear
Why don't we accept as it is
The more we see and learn
The more we seek and find
We are what we can reach
We are the ones alive
It's all according to plan
To survive the best that we can
Where is it we're all trying to go
We can't escape as it is
Take what there is accept as it is
Take what is yours accept as it is
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Do you walk in shadows
Do you walk with fear
Do you sleep with anger
Do you keep it near
Is there ever focus
When you plan things out
God's hands god's fault
Just drunk with power
Lost cause
No coming back
Lost soul
There's no regret
Lost cause
No coming back
No thrust, Mindwar
A war of words
Battle's in your mind
Contradictions rising
What's wrong and right
Lost cause
There's no regret
Lost soul
No coming back
I know you've heard it all
It's no excuse for what's been done
You know you felt the pain
When you sat and watched there suffering
We've got sick people in this fucked up world
It's just ripping away at everything that I feel
Even the sight of you makes me ill
I wish could wake you up - to make you see this is real
Lost cause
No coming back
Lost soul
There's no regret
Lost cause
No coming back
No thrust, Mindwar
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I hear you talking your shit
Wondering if it's ever going to end
Your bored all the time with the things that you do
I don't pity your life
I see your acting all weird
It all seems so clear
Your making no sense in a world so immense
Stop wasting my time
Always judging a face
What the fuck is wrong with you
Sucking out the life of anyone that you can reach
A mind so sick
Blood sucking leech
Life taking leech
Blood...
Blood sucking leech
Life wasting leech
Blood sucking leech
Life wasting leech
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Men is not alone in this world and
Mankind is not completely absurd
Breaking men ground to build and to grow
Advancing their lives for better or worse
In a world growing fast we're losing touch
Cultivating hate and forging rules
Closing our eyes we search the sky
Expectations are from religion
What went wrong
I don't believe you
It's been around for thousands of years at least
There's nothing new with another catastrophe
A sense to move on is filling the air
What went wrong
I don't believe you
What went wrong
I don't believe you
Men is not alone in this world and
Mankind is not completely absurd
Breaking men ground to build and to grow
Kashmir - Colombia - Rio - New York
Old wars revived to revenge a lost
Taking what's left and burning it down
Creating oposition
What went wrong
I don't believe you
What went wrong
I don't believe you
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I spent much time with anger and I know it all to well
To fall beneath your heavy grasp a plan to have control
You keep yourself locked within a cage an agonizing hell
I won't let you bring me down not this way again
Acting as a victim in a twisted little world
Dealing with your problems I just don't seem to relate
The pressure is more then I can handle I feel I'm going to break
I won't go through this shit again not this shit again
Walk away
Don't come again
Walk just walk away
Walk away
Don't come again
Walk just walk away
Walk away
Don't come again
Walk just walk away
Walk away
Don't come again
Walk just walk away
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Our pulse to resist
Moves our cultural resistance
I'm living this life
Inside a civil tribe demised
Improve my old mind
Breaking all rules absorbing what I may find
Our manner to protect
Destroys what's left for protection
Believing in symbols
The church will fool our souls
Prove you my role
Acting against undesired control
Don't fear your left
Don't trust your right
Activist
Our way of seeing progress
Making us walk towards repression
Disturbing our peace
In the name of self defense
Being felt by all
Our violent taste for the humans fall
Don't fear your left
Don't trust your right
Activist
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In the howlin' wind
Comes a stingin' rain
See it drivin' nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain.
From the firefly
A red orange glow
See the face of fear
Runnin' scared in the valley below.
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue.
In the locust wind
Comes a rattle and hum.
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome.
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire.
We see them burnin' crosses
See the flames, higher and higher.
Woh, woh, bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue.
Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peelin' off those dollar bills
(Slappin' 'em down)
One hundred, two hundred.
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the tin huts as children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street.
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into his saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan.
Outside, is America
Outside, is America
America.
See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
Howlin' the women and children
Who run into the arms
Of America.
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alright
we'd like to thank everybody for coming out here tonight
you know, we have a little story I want to tell here
about how my day went
started off with some complications
but you know everydays filled with complications
but people just have to deal with it
but my complication... its something that's been bothering me now
maybe I should tell ya'll about it
sounds something like this...
woke up this morning
got out of bed
went to the street now
hanging your head
walk into the practice
and be hanging out
getting ready to tear some music
gonna rock it all out
Paulo's microphone
we started to start jamming
started rocking out (vc tÀ gravando essa porra?)
the music started flowing
it started coming all out (Filha da Puta)
only one big problem baby
the microphone was broke
couldnt record that music
the songs had blown the 'phone
Paulo's microphone
you know it could be... Paulo's microphone
he told me that shit was Sony
that shit could never break
but we lost all the music
around a quarter to eight (Filha da Puta)
and now we just keep flowing
we wont let it stop
you know its gonna happen
with Paulo's microphone
Paulo's microphone!
this shit is broke again
Paulo's microphone
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