Text Before it's late
Nobody is free
None of us
You pay for the oxygen
A little per hour
Even a tear
It has a price
The will to live
It has a very high cost
Great discounts, attractive offers
You can find everything, paying you can
Expired loves, friends already used
It's very easy to blunder here
Seasonal sales, we on the shelves are not
We're just merchandise, but my anger grows
Unfair treatment the instinct seems to be extinguished by now
If I know who came to me, I swear there will be trouble
Please warm me up
This frost never again
We recover here
Our virtues
All free
And the heart is there
It is a magical moment
You last an eternity
We are guilty of not demanding
Not to insist, to throw us away
Drugged fairy tales, forced to believe in a Santa Claus made of crack
It's time to wake up, to reposition yourself here
Test the feelings, untie those instincts and go
Before it's late, before the madness
Before the world then decides to wipe you out
Before it's late, before the madness
Long before the world decides to wipe us out
I'm sorry, but this life
It's mine
