I gave up the fight, that's me to the life. And I closed my eyes and lost my reasons to die. And I had the choice to raise my voice but Without a crowd I'm not so strong and I know... One more revolution is fading in my living room. Fucked up generation, everything is dead and gone, dead and gone. A punch in the face, a rat in the race, From me to you, that's what they want me to do. And I fell in line, I sold my mind. The riots have gone. I can't do anything by my own. Dead and gone, dead and gone...