Lost Apathic Resolutions of Power (feat. Salas) Video (MV)

Hold me, God
I'm crumbling
I mean, like are you even real?
Honestly, I don't know what to think
Too many disgusting things happens to us all
F*ck the governments of the world
They're always spitting nonsense words
There's a powerful idiot
Who dreams about a wall
Eliminate the borders
Or we will blind you all
There are kids in the streets
Can't even afford to eat
And God will never listen
Not even to your prayers
All that I can say: He's a motherf*cking slayer
Too many disgusting shit
I don't care about your gin or your motherf*cking lean
I just care that people really learn to coexist
Asking for money, they receive a coin
No mercy
No health
No future for these kids

My mind is melting with that green
And all I remember is that I left you on seen
I don't know what I'm thinking now
Oh, I was thinking that the next time
Feel this beat while I record this shit
Live from the studio crowning my mind
Leave it open to the good memories
And we can search
We can search fit the treasuries
No doubt there's something we can find
No doubt there's something we can find

Eyes in my back and all I can see are haters
Not really hating on me but all of them are fake birds
Who think they can fly on their own
But they need to make less of others or they cry for weeks in their bedrooms
And I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry, but I speak the truth
It's not about the money but the effort you have printed on
I don't dream about the cars
I don't dream about the fame
I just dream about the life that I'm going to give my babe
There you have all of your bitches anticipating on your future
And they don't even know what the roots to this culture are
Not even can change the way they think about themselves
All they think is money
Money's all the got