
The birds are in the trappers
And the plastic in the waters
I pray for you
But nothing comes
I’m in too deep
Viva la Rebellion
The birds are in the trappers
And the plastic in the waters
I pray for you
But nothing comes
I’m in too deep
I can’t remember
When I was young
When I was happy
When I was whole
I lost my memory
In frivolous songs
In thoughtless fantasies
In mindless causes