[Lyrics Born]
Little children running in a [?] building, shaking
Arrest the [?]
Whatever they [?]
Trynna earn the living[?]
[?]
Unacceptable condition, happy to be ignorant
With all they remain, takes [?]
[?] the misconceptions they be [?]
But, eventually the jails [?]
[?]
All of the men
We're seeking all of the women
[?]
To adolescence takes depression, they represent the cicle of viciousness
[...]
If [?] is the weapon
I don't taste the ammunition
[Joyo Velarde]
Now the sun is burning
Now the pouring rain
Feel the city harming
Children, are you safe?
Now the sun is burning
Now the pouring rain
Feel the city harming
Children, are you safe?
[BNegão]
Misturei desesperanças banhadas no desamor
Misturei falsas promessas com abandono e rancor
Misturei portas, entre abertas e emperradas
Carnes marcadas
Misturei bem, agora engole seco
Sem direito à recusa
Seco
Faca amolada riscando por dentro, garganta [?]
Como o medo que domina
Que sobe pela espinha desde cedo
Caminho extremo
Extremamente estreito, na beira do abismo
No fio da navalha, cicatrizes do aprendizado cravadas no couro forte
Nascimento
Vida sofrida, sobrevive morte
[Joyo Velarde]
Now the sun is burning
Now the pouring rain
Feel the city harming
Children, are you safe?
Now the sun is burning
Now the pouring rain
Feel the city harming
Children, are you safe?