We don't want to die We don't want to live We don't want to see We don't want to hear We don't want to touch We don't want to smell We don't want to taste We don't want to feel In the system of our life The powers choose for us The way we hate to live waiting So, reality is not for us They choose what we believe The way we're meant to be corrupted This: the curse in our minds When we have to face passivity This: the blame of the shades When we have no force to get through it We don't want to care We don't want to give We don't want to hold We don't want to cure We don't want to judge We don't want to blame We don't want to hate We don't want to love In the system of our life The powers choose for us The way we hate to live waiting So, reality is not for us They choose what we believe The way we're meant to be corrupted This: the curse in our minds When we have to face passivity This: the blame of the shades When we have no force to get through it The call that we have cried When our hands grasped for safety This hope that we have lost When we felt that things were getting worse Yaaaaaaaoooo This: the curse in our minds When we have to face passivity This: the blame of the shades When we have no force to get through it The call that we have cried When our hands grasped for safety The hope that we have lost When we felt that things were getting worse