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Staring at the television We can't believe what we're seeing It seems a fiction, imaginary pain 'n' a loud scream But everything is true 'cause the reality too looks far Don't suffer it is of no use Don't cry 'cause I'll do it too Don't suffer it is of no use Don't cry 'cause I'll do it too Reflect It could happen to you I can't believe that the man is so fierce Thousands of lights brightened up In the dark night desperate souls walk on their broken past There are only dead bodies tormented by falling flames from the sky Many lives faded away We stand still with hands in chains Jungle so far is drawing on so quickly Screams of pain spread to my ears They make me deaf and impotent Rage is growing in me I see a suicide noose, the best remedy? But that blood springing from their innocent veins won't be wasted I'm afraid, can't be indifferent I can't live anymore, sources are going dry I think that I can't paint my nails and uncover my face I'm not shaved, I'm only ashamed, nobody knows I'm living While I'm walking on these streets I hold my head down Hands in chains, we've got hands in chains Hands in chains, we've got hands in chains Hands in chains, we've got hands in chains Hands in chains, hands in chains |