[Lyrics Born]

Little children running in a [?] building, shaking

Arrest the [?]

Whatever they [?]

Trynna earn the living[?]

[?]

Unacceptable condition, happy to be ignorant

With all they remain, takes [?]

[?] the misconceptions they be [?]

But, eventually the jails [?]

[?]

All of the men

We're seeking all of the women

[?]

To adolescence takes depression, they represent the cicle of viciousness

[...]

If [?] is the weapon

I don't taste the ammunition

[Joyo Velarde]

Now the sun is burning

Now the pouring rain

Feel the city harming

Children, are you safe?

Now the sun is burning

Now the pouring rain

Feel the city harming

Children, are you safe?

[BNegão]

Misturei desesperanças banhadas no desamor

Misturei falsas promessas com abandono e rancor

Misturei portas, entre abertas e emperradas

Carnes marcadas

Misturei bem, agora engole seco

Sem direito à recusa

Seco

Faca amolada riscando por dentro, garganta [?]

Como o medo que domina

Que sobe pela espinha desde cedo

Caminho extremo

Extremamente estreito, na beira do abismo

No fio da navalha, cicatrizes do aprendizado cravadas no couro forte

Nascimento

Vida sofrida, sobrevive morte

[Joyo Velarde]

Now the sun is burning

Now the pouring rain

Feel the city harming

Children, are you safe?

Now the sun is burning

Now the pouring rain

Feel the city harming

Children, are you safe?