In shades of new buildings, we go having joined hands, we are afraid new, and tremblingly we wait new day, We can't break a masquerade
there can be a new child will want us to destroy? We hope for understanding of you, we were tired to run, we need rest, we don't want that us noticed! Your stereotypes it is shit! Actually you baby's dummies! You simply are afraid to be with us but if you have tasted this sweet smell of freedom and independence of the big brother you without thinking have come to us!
Fuck you! You hear?!?!?!? FUCK YOU!!!!! I HATE YOU! You will die! You hear?!?!?!? You thought this world for you? Fuck you!!!!
I wanted help you!!! You are sick..... And this illness is called life
We can't break a masquerade If us will notice us will destroy What us to do? surrender? struggle? Or live in fear? No! We should help you! You will feel this sweet smell of freedom and independence of big brother!!