Everything Changes

What do we really need in this life
I look at myself sometimes I guess it's not right
People out there with no food at night
And we say we care, but we don't, so we all lie

What if there's more to this and one day
We become what we do, not what we say
We end up in all the shit that they're in
And roles are reversed and it was different

And we were the ones with nothing to eat
And we were the ones with blood in our streets
We were the ones with all the offspring
And they were the ones just watching on TV

We were the ones broke down and torn
With our life on our back and our wife in our arms
And they were the ones like damnned that's so sad
We were the ones like...

Nothing ever changes
It's the only thing I know
That nothing ever changes
I'm looking down this road
And nothing ever changes (no)
No, nothing ever changes

Olhe pros seus sonhos suas intenções
Abra sua cabeça pra seus corações
Transformar algumas centenas em milhões
Pois todos unidos somos então nações

Nem se ele estiver no sonho e eu também
Imagino fazer sempre o melhor pra alguém
Tipo nessa vida não se descontrolar
Dormir à noite com o assassino, é melhor não se revoltar

Agora, trouxa, olhe pros seus pesadelos
E ainda não, ainda são seus piores medos
Há mestiços, brancos e negros
Gringos, negros, gringos e negros

Olha que você é obrigado a votar
Sua chance no Brasil é de alguém te conquistar
Ô
De alguém te conquistar

Nothing ever changes
At least that's how we act
Like nothing ever changes
Like god has got our backs

Like nothing ever changes
I'm looking down this road
And I can see is pain, yes
It's only gonna grow

Sonho e intenções
Centenas em milhões
Unidos somos então nações
Milhões
Também
Melhor pra alguém

Maybe we need more shoes on our feet
Maybe we need more clothes and TV's
Maybe we need more cash and jewerly
Or maybe we don't know what we need

Maybe we need to want to fix it
Maybe stop talking, maybe start listening
Maybe we need to look at this world
Less like a square and more like a circle

Maybe just maybe god's not unfair
Maybe were all his kids and he's up there
Maybe he loves us for all our races
Maybe he hates us when were all so racist

Maybe he sees us when we don't care
And it's heaven right here but is hell over there
And maybe the meek will inherit tis earth
Cuz it was written before

So everything changes
And nothing stays the same
No, everything changes
And if you feel ashamed

Maybe you should change this
Before it gets too late
Maybe you should change this
My brother, we're standing at the gate

Oh, everything changes, changes, changes
Maybe you should change this, change this, change this
Everything changes, changes, changes
Everything changes



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Charles Hemphill, Ryan Berty, Bob Jefferson, Ken Brownell, Patrick O'shea
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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