7 acessos
Inertia
Inert people seek for the future
They forget they have no past
Throw on the streets, where they are?
Can they live?
Solo
We know about it
There's nothing we can do
We try but we cant'n get it
We are the remains of tomorrow
Respect doesn't exist
Just an ideal is know
Inertia and fear walk together
We are victims of the present
How much inerts can we be?
When will it stop?
Our children will know the future
By our stupid words
Unconsciousness dominate us
We'll be just inert beings
About the past
No one knows, it has never existed