Gangorra

Everything is upside down
Life looks at me and must think I'm a fool
Or an ordinary swindler to have to live here
And you too, we're in the same boat

I'm just another survivor of this shipwreck
Victim of a generation with such fragile egos
Everything is so agile
Everyone points fingers because judgment comes back
This is a refuge
Everyone fights to be happy, original
If you smile too, it's plagiarism
Freedom is theory and not practice
Otherwise, the highway wouldn't have tolls
Child of inequality in the tropics
Questioning the world is my topic
Finding some answers is utopian
Equality around here is an improper term

Poor thing, he doesn't know that merit
Is a classic prototype
Typical of a dystopian speech
To bring inequalities of the next
Through the idea that everyone can
But that's obvious, it's beautiful, it's great
But in practice, money is just an erotic dream
Minimum wage is a painkiller
Social media is a narcotic
Psychotic, brings hallucination
That everyone is prospering
Only you are in the shit
Your failure is so exotic
Your mindset is chaotic

After all, capitalism is great
Everyone has the same chance
If you didn't make it, it's your fault for not working yourself to death
Damn, but that's logical
It has nothing to do with where you were born, where you studied
How much money your family has and how good your teacher was
It's only about how much you've tried
It has nothing to do with being a man or a woman
White or black, imagine, it's only about your discipline
The talk of merit is a facade
I laughed when Whindersson said that on Twitter
Because it could only be a joke
In bad taste, obviously
Because it wasn't funny, it just perpetuated inequality
Everyone can be rich, that's true
Just win the lottery or become a dishonest politician
Or have the luck of one in a million and make art and become a celebrity
Or be an heir to an ancient empire
Captaincy of a people enslaved in wickedness
Or then go to college, work until the third age
Die in the lower middle class and think you won in this society

Another student entered school with a knife, a gun
Committed an attack and took another life
Let's pretend this was just another isolated case
And not a mirror of a sick generation
Forgotten, where the cell phone that illuminates the wound
Where comparison is the favorite drug
Self-harm has become a sport without an audience
And I want to hear a hooray, a hooray, a hooray

We pretend not to see, so it's all right
It's always all right
Another one killed the other, it's all right
If he killed, it's all right
If he cut, it's all right
Who cried, it's all right
All right for whom?
I wanted to be a magician
Abracadabra to put an end
To this so tragic ending
But unfortunately, I'm a musician
Lucid, comic, useless, inept

If I don't know you, I give you a kiss
If you live in my house, you get slapped
Everything is upside down, get it?
We're sharpening the cheese and eating the knife
Eating the time that doesn't come back
Quiet life, I get mad when you idolize me
Because I'm not a genius, I'm a jerk
It took me two decades to understand that money kills
That comparison kills, that self-esteem is gold
Money grows on trees and love is still silver
Deep down, we're just primates
That scream and attack
To stay on the highest branch of this jungle
Damn, what garbage, what a mess, what a mess, what a mess

I don't want to rise if you're going to fall
Life is a seesaw and not a seesaw