Låttexter
You've lied so much that you don't remember what was the truth
You have divided like a birthday cake this country in two
With failure tricks, sell-off press
And all the stupid games that you and your friends forced us to play
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
Something goes wrong when the working class turns to the right
Something goes wrong when all my punk friends start to give up
Where's our dream, the gangster pride?
Are the video games and the low rate wages enough to survive?
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
There will be no more peace
Until the moment I found you dead
