Listen to me engineer
Listen to doctor
Listen comedian
Hey, singer
That what I sing is not an ordinary subject
You fall in love with your position
It has nothing to do with your profession
It's about the people who 100pre t epe
Your house, your children
Your life, your God
Your home, your partner
They are parts nun-k, never
They must be ignored
Before your hands die
Of the professional lawyer
He is defending justice
And as no one is the same
Because of his experience and his malice
You are taking care of your reputation
Xq does not want to stop being # 1
To tell what is wrong
I do not have any (none)
And I ask him if he spends time
What do you do from home
And my words are blown by the wind
Xq already have to work
And the evil is penetrating
In his house unnoticed
Introducing loneliness that goes staining
The picture of life
And I say so
Your son dies
While you play bureaucracy
Your son is lost
Xq in your time you do not give importance
Your son dies
While you get drunk when you win a case
Q your bitterness already gave you a hug
To your new friendship
Q is called substance
Your son dies
While you are feeding the ego
Your son is lost
While you accept the role of the blind
Your son dies
And there is no lie that covers it
Well, I found the way to escape
Looking for the outburst
Q I removed the fear
And they can give you the riches
A child marked x loneliness
And you can buy the money
To fight confusion at your age
Q class of seed sowing
You know that time flies away
What does it cost you?
Star celebrating on the street
If there is no happiness in the house
If you do not want to swallow a Sunday in the row
Visits there in priscion
If you do not want to pay by investing money
In a re-qualification program
Start to value what matters
Life in this world is very short
It's time to kill vanities
And what's better
Pay attention
Your son dies
While you play bureaucracy
Your son is lost
Xq in your time you do not give importance
Your son dies
While you get drunk when you win a case
Q your bitterness already gave you a hug
To your new friendship
Q is called substance
Your son dies
While you are feeding the ego
Your son is lost
While you accept the role of the blind
Your son dies
And there is no lie that covers it
Well, I found the way to escape
Looking for the outburst
Q remove the fear.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)