False Ambitions
They teach us how to stand in line
And we follow like a frightened herd
Question nothing, swallow everything 'cause obedience is a virtue
Line up the parade of fools and let the games begin
The one with the most possessions when he dies
Is the one to win
Competition, emulation, teaches us to win at any cost
Our egotism is rewarded as long as we don't look back at what we've lost
What we have left behind
Like a burden, those who encumber us
Can be sacrificed
These false ambitions taste like poison
These false ambitions taste like poison
Go!
They teach us how to stand in line
And we follow like a frightened herd
Question nothing, swallow everything 'cause obedience is a virtue
Line up the parade of fools and let the games begin
The one with the most possessions when he dies
Is the one to win
Competition, emulation, teaches us to win at any cost
Our egotism is rewarded as long as we don't look back at what we've lost
What we have left behind
Like a burden, those who encumber us
Can be sacrificed
These false ambitions taste like poison
These false ambitions taste like poison
Where will they lead us now?
Where will they lead us now?
Where will they lead us now?
And we follow like a frightened herd
Question nothing, swallow everything 'cause obedience is a virtue
Line up the parade of fools and let the games begin
The one with the most possessions when he dies
Is the one to win
Competition, emulation, teaches us to win at any cost
Our egotism is rewarded as long as we don't look back at what we've lost
What we have left behind
Like a burden, those who encumber us
Can be sacrificed
These false ambitions taste like poison
These false ambitions taste like poison
Go!
They teach us how to stand in line
And we follow like a frightened herd
Question nothing, swallow everything 'cause obedience is a virtue
Line up the parade of fools and let the games begin
The one with the most possessions when he dies
Is the one to win
Competition, emulation, teaches us to win at any cost
Our egotism is rewarded as long as we don't look back at what we've lost
What we have left behind
Like a burden, those who encumber us
Can be sacrificed
These false ambitions taste like poison
These false ambitions taste like poison
Where will they lead us now?
Where will they lead us now?
Where will they lead us now?
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Writer(s): Rodrigo Alfaro
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