Save us they say,
they have stolen our hearts,
they have chopped us up,
and sold our body parts.
Save us they say,
they have taken our rights,
and these rights are ours,
we gained them through our fights.
Save us they say,
as they look for others,
we are dying here,
protects our sisters, mothers and brothers.
Save us they say,
as they cower in fear,
unable to go on,
only steering clear.
Save us they say,
as they lie down and die,
I blame only you,
as I have lived a lie.

The thing about us kids from America,
Is that we want everything now
There's poverty and mass hysteria
And everyone looks like a cow
We want it all
And we don't care how we get it
We won't fall
We are the kids from America
We'll never ever be like you
We are the kids from America
We are the chosen few
We are the kids from America

Maybe I've not woken up
so promptly.
Maybe I've not silenced
so prudently.
Maybe I've never listened to you.

"The deep cut
is not the only pain
felt in this world.
Do something lovely,
otherwise, I get confused."

I hear the orchestra play.
It announces tragedy
which I persisted in not to remember;
however, the symphony describes that day:
too many suspended melancholies in the air.

I asked you not leave like this
and you asked me to be courageous.
And suddenly, the explosion took you from me
as well as from your pleasurable love.
How can I go on without one for whom I came?

Regretting is out of time
– empty thing, rather unstable.
Staring at the sky, I remember the words of yore:
"the dawn is so admirable
after the night goes away."

you take my breath away
like that dense soccer ball
that was punted to my stomach
in the fourth grade

i like the way you tease me
and drag your cold fingers
across the small of my back
just to get the tingles

i like the way you touch
and pull at my shorts
and tear at my shirt
so that the holes expose my goosebumps

i like the way you play with my hair
and tug it when we
get ***** on the grass
just a little yank

and the perfect way you hunch
thats what gets me the most
because it makes you like no one else
it makes you taste like you

When the chaos broke out,
I just ran and shouted;
without knowing where to go,
much less who to call.

There weren't lights in the streets.
The houses catching fire
was what lit me up.

So, decided to sit down
and wait for my awful destiny,
he arose from the floor,
grabbed my hand
and took me away.

Sofia was saved too.
She was afraid.
We all were, but he wasn't…
He promised to save us
and he bravely did,
shedding his own blood.

We used to be just children,
but now that's not important.
They want to change us and hurt us,
and now… nothing is important.

The weren't exceptions.
If you were human,
you would have to rebel.

When the disorder was over,
we just wanted to come back home.
However, we had no more home
and we were no more children.

The rebellion has gone too far;
it has hurt us cruelly
without truthful reasons.
Oh where are you, Cecilia?

Just wake up, just silence
while we run away,
because finally it's our chance.
Oh where are you, Cecilia?

When everything's ruining
we have to start over
... existing.

When everything's changing
we have to start over
... waking up.