Despedida.


Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born but the first one to run
My town was blind for refinery sun

UM DIA NORMAL

My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero

21st Century Breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th Century Deadline

TOQUES E CUMPRIMENTOS HABITUAIS

I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland Security could kill us all

UM INDIVÍDUO ESTRANHO

My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero

21st Century Breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th Century Deadline

UM INCIDENTE

We are the class of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the Bastards of 1969

AMEAÇA

My name is no one
The long lost son
Born of the 4th of July

Raised in an era of heroes and cons
Who left me for dead or alive

UM DISPARO

I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the status quo

UM SALTO

The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show

UMA LÁGRIMA

I swallowed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul

UMA DESPEDIDA

I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control

UM SINAL

I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave

UMA VIDA

I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day

UMA AMIZADE

I praise Liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that strangles me
Well , don't cross the line

UM ADEUS

Oh Dream, America dream,
I can't even sleep
From the lights early dawn
Oh Scream, America scream
Believe what you see from heroes and cons?

SILÊNCIO
 

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