The era of disgrace, the crisis has no face
I clench my fist, this city is like a beast
Tired of all this, where's the so-called peace
Minding your own, you left me here alone
This world is not for me
My thoughts burn my mind, a will to stay alive
I'll keep walking straight and find the exit gate
No turning back; I'll shape my own luck
MY LIFE IS FUCKING GOLD, I piss on your world
This world is not for me
This world is not for us
My Turn hits Italy.
TeLOS Squat - Saronno area (Milano) this Saturday, 22nd Jan.
