It's ok I must keep calm, but I'm sick and tired Of living these strange days caught in a web of lies Strings pulled by sharp dressed men ripping off our rights They all want the same in the end, our surrender without a fight
It doesn't make any sense, it makes no sense at all You rather be deaf then hear this madness scream so loud While they take you for a fool The only thing that you can do is disobey
First off we gotta feel the fire burning in our hearts And listen to the call don't be afraid to spread the rage We gotta get it on and go against the grain I'm done! The calm before the storm is now long gone Nobody's gonna tell me what to do and what to say We gotta get it on and go against the grain A downward spiral of daily abuse With love from the guys who tell you what you have to buy and what you have to chose Maybe I should calm down, but I'm sure I won't Or maybe I will breakout in anger if I don't
It doesn't make any sense, it makes no sense at all Such a morbid dance, just another brick in the wall We won't cut 'em any slack! We're gonna take our power back! We're no one's slaves!
Compositores: Marcel da Silva Bittencourt, Marcelo Melo Pereira, Murilo da Silva Bittencourt, Chantos Guilherme Antunes Mariani (Chantos Mariani) ECAD: Obra #23455697