As I struggle with the unfamiliar shapes Of the life they wanted me to lead I'm drawing blank as to what to do I can't make use of that which I don't
Comenzamos nuestra vida en un hoyo en las zonas calientes de san salvador plagadas de odio y de destruccion encontramos familia y lo represento [Chorus
So you can put good people into the ground But you can't keep good ideas down Some get away with poisonous crimes They'll walk with guilt until the end
Another dream is broken like glass against the wall I pick up a piece as token it cuts deep as I fall Rising up from the ruins rebuilding the fallen
Obligations stacked against me Good intentions are paving my way I've got a long road ahead It gets longer everyday It may seem as though I don't know
Respect the family respect the loyalty You don?t know who you messing with Our friendship is true and strong Don't you think you can step on our crew
Si piensas q esto es una mentira no tienes idea de lo ke es mi vida una vida llena de deseos y lo q encuentras es un puto infierno [Chorus: x2] vida
Man's achievements measured In machinery His progress documented By industrial scenery Can we stop the mechanical hand That murders nature and rapes
The truth is not in supply the truth Is not in demand no control of the situation No one in command They depend on our stupidity They don't live in reality
I see your lips move when I speak You put words in my mouth when I'm weak Don't be so quick to criticize I've got no defense I think you'd love to cut
World out of control And i'm still searching soul It gets better and worse everyday Living day to day Gives me one sure thing to say It gets better and
I change again like night to day Take myself along another way Try to make use of useless time Not spent, not wasted on trying To make a change I change
With a fist that won't knock on wood Unless it's knocking down doors I carry the weight of my world On my back, and heavy on my mind I've been here and
It started small, the move for change Potential unrealized Then it learned to walk, then to organize And contradict itself right before our eyes A movement
My political mind and my human conscience Are what I hope my words and thoughts reveal I could never sing a song I didn't feel I could never sing a song
Life in a land ruled by a fascist democracy Raised and schooled under the flag of hypocrisy Lowered and fooled to accept complacency Tempered and cooled
The grind has got you like a noose you can't escape it now Always thought it couldn't happen to you but it did, and you don't know how The grind creeps