Once upon a time
when I could live in this world behind a wall
and I used to be ashamed because we thought
that we would never, never take control
oh life, my life is like those leaves going down, underground
waiting for the sun of day, today we choose another way

I don´t know where I belong
I don´t care about the pressure of these days
We don´t need more styles
Please don´t keep us in these files, in my mind

They feel the effects, they feel the sun and feel the rain
They feel my heart in the gray sky that we made

Let me take control
Don´t push this crap in my soul, in pain
Stay away from me, 'cause I can´t breath
O2, Hey You, please don´t f**k the last wood
Have I made myself understood?

I don´t want to hear this shit
I don´t need to burn this gas that way
We don´t need more styles
Please don´t keep us in these files, in my mind

I want to belong to a band, to a song
I want to be strong like the last trees of the world

I want to belong to a band, to a song
I want to be strong like the last trees of the world
Last trees of the world