Once upon a time when I could live in this world behind a wall and I used to be ashamed because we thought that we would never, never take control oh life, my life is like those leaves going down, underground waiting for the sun of day, today we choose another way I don´t know where I belong I don´t care about the pressure of these days We don´t need more styles Please don´t keep us in these files, in my mind They feel the effects, they feel the sun and feel the rain They feel my heart in the gray sky that we made Let me take control Don´t push this crap in my soul, in pain Stay away from me, 'cause I can´t breath O2, Hey You, please don´t f**k the last wood Have I made myself understood? I don´t want to hear this shit I don´t need to burn this gas that way We don´t need more styles Please don´t keep us in these files, in my mind I want to belong to a band, to a song I want to be strong like the last trees of the world I want to belong to a band, to a song I want to be strong like the last trees of the world Last trees of the world