Sick Society

I'm so fucked up
We're sick, can you feel us rise?
We're poor and they piss on our lifes
Working class uprising

Born in a poor neighborhood
We have the will to overthrow you
You're just skin, bones and blood
We have the will to overthrow
We are ready to say
The avarice for success causes dissatisfaction
But the scheme is incomplete
Life to work, till the end, for the nobility
Then as now, sick society

Raise your fists until it ends
Think of all the broken promises
Raise your fists
Think of all the broken promises

We're sick, can you feel us rise?
Working class uprising
We're sick, can you feel us rise?
Working class uprising

Ready to fight, to life the own life, ready to die

The avarice for success causes dissatisfaction
But the scheme is incomplete
Life to work, till the end, for the nobility
Then as now, sick society

The avarice for success causes dissatisfaction
But the scheme is incomplete
Life to work, till the end, for the nobility
Then as now, sick society



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