Letra de Still Against

Criticism bullets Fired everywhere Hurt everything Guns in hands of those who’re still against As long as there’s a flaw we’ll be firing against Even to the final word we will change again Cause there’s no end in evolution That’s just a perfect delusion Manage imaginary That’s what we only have Gutta cavat lapidem non vid sed saepe cadendo There’s no statement That could keep us enchained to whole As slaves who reject freedom Manage imaginary That’s what we’ll always have “I hope there’s still people (I hope you’re still there to cross the line with your voice) Who know that what they’re Laughing at Isn’t laughable And what they’re smiling at Is truly meaningless What they cry about Isn’t sad enough. I hope there’s still people Who know what they are, and what they’re not. I hope there’s still people. Who know what they laugh at Who know what they smile at And why they cry those eyes out.” I know who I am. I know who I’m not. And I will strike Til my thoughts are scattered out of my mind