Letra de Ready

The division of the world, the causes, the wars, liabilities Got comand on our band, enough, too much, sufficient Kids who come now dont want to do the same thing A different way, different ways of living You want to hear one thing about all this We are really fucked up and sick of this You can laugh and we just pretend We`re going to fight until we die men We want the truth and nothing else The borders, religions, expresions, contradictions Dropping bombs, no homes, no life no more Who lost? Who`s winning ? Nobody lost, there are no fuking winners