How do you feel about this? It is linear and really common The brightness does not exist These easy plans are not So simple to me I won't sing again The same false melody. The media creates the truth, And dominates our poor souls. Forget the fun, the songs, And the lyrics Just 'cause you wanted the fame. So dance if you do believe In this words Your mind is sold out now Dancing you can Celebrate the defeat, The end is coming soon. Dance... I can belive, I didn't write the chorus Oh no i wont't realize!