LEARN LYRICS

God bless us
We, the last rebels
If my life is this life
To live this life choose
If I took everything I could, with the consequences
Because I say, 'I have a life to live,' and I live it worthily
You know how much I give a damn
Of how others live if we scream and then it is heard
If we fuck until late
If we die to make money, remember us on the desks at school
They taught us to follow our dreams and then they killed anyone who tries
What is that?
What is being alone here?
Things?
Looking at the sky from here, what is it
What is that?
What is that?
What is that?
What is that?
'What is this world
What is that?
What is that?
And the money I dream of, what a need
I would have if deep down I was alone with you
And the dream of seeing each other even if I'm looking for money, deep down I need you
Watching a world of whores, baby
Believe me it hurts, stay away from me
Stay away from me
Ninth
Baby, it's no world for you
I repeat to myself: 'Don't fall'
There are two hundred of us, it's us
Who run without seeing
And the helmet flies away with us
With our own lives
Looking at who I have close to me
Leave these same lives
Leaving those close to him
I am not well
You're not OK
Yes I'm fine
Who is well
Mix well
Mix well
Short fate
He mixes and drinks
And I watch us become photos on the sidewalk
Wondering, 'Where are you?' while he needs you
I saw my parents drowning at home
Outside it's raining money, the storm
At home what you don't want to talk about
How the fuck does it change you, just watch
What calm do you want to find?
Tell me that looking for a job to earn good money
To then pay well for the funeral
God is present
I am present
My present
Only one life
You know?
Only one life
I write the present in a single life
You know when everything you've done here crumbles
And you're just there watching it all end, what's it like?
You ask to have it
That you deserve to have and
It doesn't come true with me
It would be enough to understand
That I have already chosen the end, as the end for me
I repeat to myself, don't fall
There are two hundred of us, it's us
Who run without seeing
And the helmet flies away with us
With our own lives
Looking at who I have close to me
Leave these same lives
Leaving those close to him
Leaving those close to him
Leaving those close to him
Leaving those close to him
Leaving those close to him
Paragraph eight point eight
If you don't have something to live for, find something to die for
Amen