Clonazepan Y El Circo

We lost stability
Don't know which side
We're going to end up on
The natural has run out
We lied once again
Didn't sing the truth
In our real life
We were always decadent
We had freedom - chorus -
Tight between our teeth
Someone sang 'no more'
With eyelids shut
For a postponed dream
We got tired of fighting
Too much t-shirt
And less dribbling every time
The smile costs more
Which country am I talking about
Neurons are marching
Lots of work clothes
But only cocaine
And with the price it has
This place suits me
Fine people, criminals
Some already deputies
And I toast to us
Two idiots who pay them
Before hair, now people
Before struggle, now circus
Before pain, now clonazepam
Pills the last black hope
You can ask your mother-in-law for pills
Don't tell me the truth, don't lie to me
I already realized it's not what it used to be
Anyone can see that
Before or after the roses
You see through things