Rushes and run this scheme
This shit is a hand cut
People building a high standard life
That looks more like a prison

Prisioners without bars
Rush to work
Rush to college
Rush to home

Just another gear in this mass
They said that the sun comes out today
Nobody notice nobody saw
All back home windows closed

Prisioner without bars
Rush to work
Rush to college
Rush to home

Survivor of the concrete
Fighting against the stream
In Babylon they see me as a sick
For not accepting the life of the west

Your body doesn't seduce me
Your money doesn't lead me
They said that we live in a big sanatorium
We never few from their addiction