Estallido Social

A social explosion...

Bums and crooks can’t escape what’s going down
The country split in two
How is this happening in Venezuela?

This is the reality we’re living, a Social Explosion...

Our nation divided into two opposing sides
People coming and going from high positions
The Venezuelan without information
Because of our own media, the constitution gets violated
Your life isn’t worth a dime, in the midst of all this confusion
The disease isn’t what kills, it’s the remedy that does.
Many treat it like a game but it’s a serious problem.

There’s no sincerity in this corrupt, worldly place
How is it possible that human rights don’t exist?
How is it possible that they kill each other, brothers?
How is it possible that the message we send is in vain?
I won’t take sides, they can rot in their swamp!

And they mock their people and then don’t care
They use us for their power and then throw us under the bus

Conspirators on church rooftops
High-class folks, shouting in the streets
Innocent people dying JUST FOR MARCHING
Tired of a leader who acts like a guerrilla
A social explosion begins, the people fight against the people
The viewer gets confused, the situation shakes us
Countless conspiracies that... well, you already know...
Resignations and exits have the people on edge
President for four hours, what an alarming thing.

A social explosion has divided this country into enclaves
And what do we have left? Act with caution
Or wait for the aftermath
Every time a shitstorm blows up in Venezuela.

A social explosion has divided this country into enclaves
And what do we have left? Act with caution
Or wait for the aftermath
Every time a shitstorm blows up in Venezuela.

Here’s the proof that the sovereign takes them out, puts them in
The high command proposes, and the people decide
Everyone has their reasons, each government judges by its own conditions
If you’re poor, classism hits you, if you’re Black, racism hits you
And in the end, we all want the same thing
The well-being of this society where we all live
Each in their own way
Some live in the Garden, others in the wolf’s mouth
And to whom it may concern, here’s my message
Don’t put this country in a shipwreck
If there’s supposed to be democracy, use the ballot
There are many things I could reference
I’ll say goodbye to this audience
Assuming we live in freedom of expression
Because I won’t hold back a curse in this fucking song.

A social explosion has divided this country into enclaves
And what do we have left? Act with caution
Or wait for the aftermath
Every time a shitstorm blows up in Venezuela.

A social explosion has divided this country into enclaves
And what do we have left? Act with caution
Or wait for the aftermath
Every time a shitstorm blows up in Venezuela.