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I feel myself closed Inside a glass cube Where the filth doesn't let me see outside I try to define what's going on But here inside I'm the only one The man at the street corner Was burned alive Just because his own life Was unfair to him In a world where money dictates the rules Those who don't have it are condemned to death No reaction Waiting for the worst Sometimes we try to do something That can change this bad perspective of life But the only thing the leaders want Is that we remain on the outside To guarantee what is going to happen They imprison us in our own ignorance Using for this their powerful media Telling us what we have to do No reaction Waiting for the worst