Don't Think Bad

It's the hate that's growing up in me
For this silly society
For the need to run
And hide, oh hide

You're pushed away
By false ideals
And they never get tired
Of killing your dreams

Don't think bad
Listen to the sound of money
Don't think bad, don't think bad

The truth that
you always drowned
Is scratching in your skin

And you kneel in front
Of your new god
That gives you fame and fear
But keep calm

Don't think bad
Listen to the sound of money
Don't think bad, don't think bad

Are you sure of what you want?
Are you sure of what you need?
The cure for your desires
It's in your diseases
Listen to the sound of money
It tastes like honey

Don't think bad
Listen to the sound of money
Don't think bad, don't think bad

Don't think bad



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Basili
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