Should Be Truth

Here we are, living in the city

Bitter people walking all around

They keep on calling our attentions

Hiding their intentions from the riches to the underground

Here we are, we're living in the city

Fancy people driving all around

They keep on changing their opinions

Making their decisions without making a sound

Everybody's a part of a system where powerful people are protected by the laws and the lies of the state, and the media plays its part by blinding us from what is and what should be truth

I'm just one alone in the streets praying

For a little light in the middle of the sky

A thousand running all day without stopping one moment

To think about what's going on with their lives

What happens here is the cause

Of judgement and gossip

There's mindless consumerism

There's prejudice in their minds

Appearences are their lives

Attention makes them survive

They only succeed with their lies

Which spread like a fucking disease

What rules the minds of this town are intelligent people who disguise their sovereignty with social projects announced by the sinners' mouths

I'm just one alone in the streets praying

For a little light in the middle of the sky

A thousand running all day without stopping one moment

To think about what's going on with their lives

Is there anybody here?

Is there anybody there?

Does anyone here knows

What happens under your nose?