Wake up every morning
Meaningless awake to see the sun rise
Catch my guns on screaming
I run scared with nowhere to hide
Bullets falling while blood is flowing
Guns, part of our misery
Bond, bond of blood
Destine to live all this sadness over this tide
Tide of blood
About the same flesh that I don’t feel welcome to go
Newspapers show the same faces
Covered by the same pain of a reality
The same voices echoe through the halls
The same false laughs extend their hands to us
I'm falling in the same cycle
Now, the hand that holds is the same that takes the lives of these bond
Bond of blood
Destine to live all this sadness over this tide
Tide, tide of blood
About the same flesh that I don’t feel welcome to go
Wake up for war against myself
Against my brothers, fathers and mothers
Leaves out everything that I learned
‘Cause in this life, what's done here pay here