The lower we go, the lower we go
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We may be ecstatic, but our standard is not rising
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Days of pride and glory and minuses on the current
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We do not live, we survive
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What we leave to our future growth
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Debts, bills, loan installments are suffocating us
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And we don't have a penny
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We combine how to postpone payment, at least for ten days
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Fuck life when you buy food on the card
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Where we are now, the old savings have melted away
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She relied on the essentials, ate and drank
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We were left without everything, it hit us too fast
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Who knows what happened overnight
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When to ask, brother
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Who will give me the answers
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Say anything but
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That it could have been worse
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All those thousands, thousands, horsemen and miners
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Put aside long ago, for some dream to come true
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Disappeared in numbers, the numbers dripped like snow
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While we were surviving, things became more expensive
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And where we are now
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Finally peaceful, finally free, finally in his state
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But now we are poor
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We have given our dreams for this country and we are not sorry
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But along the way there was a patriot bigger than us
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So he stole all the pendulum
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We worked, but they didn't appreciate us
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We waited for months to pay for the effort we invested
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Where we are now, all over again
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How low are we going, Monday through Friday?
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How much is our work worth today
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We had, now we don't, where are we now?
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We just live from day to day
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And every dream long gone is erased
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When to ask, brother
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Who will give me the answers
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Say anything except it could have been worse
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And where are we now?
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We are still waiting for a better tomorrow
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Maybe we naively hope for the same things
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While inside the whole system fails
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There is no justice to protect us
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There is no honest government, all converts themselves
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Promises are cheap and life is so expensive
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So the role models are criminals, what are you going to do, the people are not stupid
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He wants a standard, he wants money, he wants to live, he wants everything
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And they are waiting and waiting, and they are waiting and pissed
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Because it doesn't make sense, the utilities are high
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The minus is too deep
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It all took too long, the people broke up
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Some are whining that yesterday was better than today
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Others go wild, shouting as they are shot by national enthusiasm
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And I ask you, I ask you where we are now
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We continue to work illegally below cost, but until then
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Who will restore dignity, who will pay the full price
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Give us as much as we are worth
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Let things go once
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We lose more patience, we just count the problems
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We don't have everything we had, and it's a heavy burden for us
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So in the end everyone wondered
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How low I slept
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So how to stay proud
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We just live from day to day
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And every dream long gone is erased
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When to ask, brother
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Who will give me the answers
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Say anything except it could have been worse
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And tell me we could have changed the world
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(tell me please)
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And that the children who are coming will have a 'legacy to take'
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And tell me we didn't destroy everything well
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And I can
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Sleep well. |
of conscience
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Tell me we can build, it's not too late
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And if I schedule, give me strength, create something beautiful
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And tomorrow I would like to open my eyes, so to be grateful
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But I can't, so I grit my teeth, and I walk day by day |