Below is the lyrics of the song Born Dead [feat. Scott Wade] , artist - Silverstein, Scott Wade with translation
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Silverstein, Scott Wade
You call this a privilege
(No, I call it a right)
There’s no respect for life
(No compromising)
Coverage denied (Coverage denied)
So sit behind your desk and tell me how I’m supposed to feel inside
You know I’m slowly dying, how long I have left is for you to decide
We keep on suffering everyday
We’re victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all born dead
Dead and rotting bodies fill the
Fields in the east
There’s no respect for life, it never stops
Is this what makes us free?
So flex your muscle as you barricade the whole world piece by Piece
How long until the ocean overflows into our yards and streets?
We keep on suffering everyday
We’re victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all pawns, we are all sheep
We are all born dead
We can’t escape this
Until we unify as one
I’ll fight the sickness
Until my time has come
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