I grew up in a place called "every man for himself”
Do what you can to keep yourself alive
Where daily tragedies are not surprises
But this place is where we belong
Let's untie our hands, we can't stand it being all wrong
Won’t you fight for our generation?
Against mental poverty and exploitation of our work
People just settle in front of the tv
Watching our children fighting in the streets
For something better, a hope in this life
But their hope is denied
Won’t you fight for our generation?
Against mental poverty and exploitation of our work
We’re born free and we want our freedom
But it has been stolen everyday and no one gives a fuck
Ask yourself how can it be accepted?
It's up to you to make things happen
So listen to the man and stand up for your rights, yeah
