9 acessos
Pick up the pieces is becoming a routine
We ain't got a life, we had lost our self esteem
We do anything to keep working the machine
Rules are imposed, not to obey becomes a sin
And i don't want to leave this floor
There's to many sadness outside this door
People dying, children crying
Just ‘cause we can't stand no more
Go
The path is one and we have to follow orderly and quiet
Fast food, low calories, and all the stuff is diet
The same clothes, the same thoughts, the same old story
We have to study, work and marry to reach the highest glory
And i don't want to leave this floor
There's to many sadness outside this door
People dying, children crying
Just ‘cause we can't stand no more
This is the way we're used to live in this world
This is the way they told us how to live
This is the way we do things and we ain't changing
This is the way they told us how to live