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They want me to sing to them about how good they feel when they get carried away
But they can't stand me talking about the consequences that kill
They want me to humiliate the girls by singing about sex and pleasures
It seems they ignore that their mothers and wives are also women

They want me to bring them songs that have only double meanings
And when their children listen
And record the content
They will teach in the streets what they have learned at home
And as they grow up
Rebellious and daring
Parents will ask why their children are lost

They want me to sell them the image of those who shed a lot of blood
But how they suffer when someone they love is murdered
They want to incite me to fight with all the competition
But they don't like it when they are treated with violence

They want to turn me into the spokesperson for all their whims
Because what they want are idols
To satisfy their eyes
But none of their gods fills them with joy or takes away their anger
That's why I don't want titles
Or positions or nicknames
I prefer to disturb the conscience of everyone

Where are the people who wanted peace?
Where are the people who wanted love?
Where are those who wanted to hear
A message to ease the pain?
Where is the brave one who wants to accept
Everything that influences a simple song?
That serves me so much to build up
As to kill an entire nation
Let's cry out for those who want to sing
And be role models for the new generation
So that when the time comes to record
Instead of promoting sodomy
They enlighten us every day
In every production

And it says: Yeah!

They want me to talk to them about how fun life is
But not about the multiple falls
That always end up causing us wounds
And many times with no way out
Listen world
Why don't you sit down to listen to something profound?
Use reason even if just for a few seconds
Because even as you walk, you are just a dying person