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You live in crisis,
Come to me and you’ll see what crisis means
Time runs against us, I’m not a servant,
I’m not a slave, fuck the middle age
A brainwashed history
By technopower, tyrantmaker
I give you food, I give you life, I give you wealth
What a deal!
You cannot hide
We only fight... to be alive
Third world life!
The whole world is crashing
Societies are falling into pieces
Some of us are rich but many are not
Unequal distribution
Apocalyptic destruction
We can’t handle the rest of the world,
Paying your bills, living as puppets
It’s clear and simple, nobody wins
And that’s the truth, a matter of time
While you are moaning, people here die
Of sickness, starvation created by you
You give me comfort, you bring me news, you give me pleasure
What a deal!
You cannot hide
We only fight... to be alive
Third world life!
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