we all had those dreams, that we dream no more now we go to work to save our comfort-zone in our dying world, forsaken terror-zone
from time to time we ask ourselves there must be more, we must search for but every time we ask ourselves we fear our lives go out of hand that we could lose our safety ground
our will to live a fulfilled life got replaced by the promise of modern life with tv, fashion and a car that drives
we cannot buy freedom we cannot buy inner peace we cannot buy freedom we can never ever buy inner peace, no
we all dreamed of a life, free to live and no more empty gifts, could have taken this now all we pursue is just a filled pocket to save our luxury and our security our little kingdoms with our MTV
millionaires in jail from our money enslaved
and i ask myself once again: are we really living in a free country, in a free country are we living free?
WAKE UP WAKE UP, this is our time to stand, we will not sell our souls, for a hand full of gold Oh no
I won’t bury my heart for nothing I won’t sell my soul for nothing I won’t waste my life for nothing I won’t kill my dreams for nothing I won’t bury my heart
because life is more than financial success life is more than social status