Decapitação Social
Amor & Over12
Social Decapitation
On my tomb they dance smiling
It's those crazy old men we call presidents
The laboratory inside my head
Everyone sees falling, my head
What they want most is my head
The social disaster in my head
Everything they say to you runs through your mind
Like a demented crazy person with a delinquent touch
Know nothing exactly about the decadent slap
A demon that grabs you, pulls you by its claws
I know they don't care about anything in this different world
Everyone wants one more breath, I want death as a father-in-law
The laboratory inside my head
Everyone sees falling, my head
What they want most is my head
The social disaster in my head
On my tomb they dance smiling
It's those crazy old men we call presidents
They use every way to bring us down
With a very weak mind and a numbing nose
They always look for lies in the promising government
They want money from the people who make fire and the drugs light up
My head
The laboratory inside my head
Everyone watching, falling my head
What they want most is my head
The social disaster in my head
