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domingo, 31 de outubro de 2010

Everyday



I wake up every morning at 6:00 A.M to have a shower

Thinking about some things I have to do

Living day by day is becoming a hard task

As I walk down the street having three buses to catch


I don´t know what´s going on

Somebody just told me

There´s five little kids playing outside in the street

The poor things can´t even decide who they wanna be

Their idols are dead and a hero is rare to see


I can´t imagine how their future is going to be

Their parents died trying to give them the best

For they would become the finest they could be

But society gives us all a gun and a bullet

And we´re free to choose between aiming and shootin´


But guess what? We never break the rules

We want to say things that others wouldn´t dare to do

And we´re just a bunch of fools

We believe when they say “you can write about anything”

So we write and we get screwed


My life has been blessed from the heavens above

I have special feelings I cannot lose

Just to keep me safe and warm

From the cold adrenaline modern life inject into us


I pray every night for my mind´s sake

They say to keep praying to fortify my faith

It´s funny how things happen in church

They call you brother before you get robbed


Sometimes I wish my world was a little different

I guess I never saw a rainbow, there´s always a storm coming

And we keep living and praying and planning and failing

And gaming and playing and saying and giving and taking

Until someone dies.


Then we wait for the next round to have a fresh start

All over again.

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