It's strange how they lie to us live
In the face even though we can see the disguise
They make us dizzy and they keep us on tenterhooks
They never show us the backdoor
Meanwhile we fight looking for the reason
Hours and hours
They incite you to build the coffin yourself
That you will have to pay in instalments
You lower your expectations
And it gets easy to manipulate
Memory, it's so essential the way it avoids
It's the only thing that can save us
Meanwhile we fight looking for the reason
Hours and hours
Others drink the wine of speculation
Which we will never drink a toast with
They don't name the owners
What is missing is what will never come
The nose against the carpet
They neither kill us nor do they let us get up
Meanwhile we fight looking for the reason
Hours and hours
Others drink the wine of speculation
Which we will never drink a toast with
And they don't name the owners
What is missing is what will never come
The nose against the carpet
They neither kill us nor do they let us get up
I refuse to be lied to live
In the face, I don't want to see them anymore
They are the shield of who is pulling the strings
They never show us the backdoor
They don't name the owners and I don't want to see them anymoe
May they keep the carpet and the backdoor