Germs

What if madness is all around us
A persistent germ in the ground
What if we have never got cured
Everybody keeps infected
A disease of blindness in our heads
A disease of hate reminds of the seventies

In the country where I grew
I will be nobody
All the laws written before
Sentence me to banishment
In the country where I grew
To venerate a monster
Keeps the power in the hands
Of the sons of murderers
And the ones who want to fight against
Them are now the chased

You're psychos
You're fucking psychos
All becomes hate in your head

What if madness is all around us
A persistent germ in the ground
What if we have never got cured
Everybody keeps infected
A disease of blindness in our heads
A disease of hate reminds of the seventies

In the country where I grew
I will be nobody
All the laws written before
Sentence me to banishment
In the country where I grew
To venerate a monster
Keeps the power in the hands
Of the sons of murderers
And the ones who want to fight against
Them are now the chased

You're psychos
You're fucking psychos
All becomes hate in your head

Nobody has a cure, nobody wants to care
I used to remember the deaths of fighters when
To conform to what's around
To turn back on what is fair
It's all the violence we perform

Condemned to fall
There is no hope
Forced to be reborn, forced to be reborn

We are psychos
We are psychos
All becomes hate in your head



Credits
Writer(s): Alejandra Viana
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