Is just one more day full of information.
They are not just words, the world is in regression.
There is no good news for the next generations.
We do not feel no pain, a strange sensation
Comedy and tragedy always flying over me.
Mystery, misery, only shadows in front of me.
On TV they always say: listen to me, look at me
And I do not think this is the best thing for you and me
The world is crying and praying for this situation
In the streets, at work, this conversation
Everyday play lies and try temptation
Everything is said, they have the information
