Everything Changes (feat O Rappa)

E F# G#m What do we really need In this life I look to myself sometimes I guess not right People out there with no Food at night And we say we care, but we don't So we all lie What if there's more to this And one day, We become what we do, Not what we say And we end up in all the shit That they're in And roles are reversed, And it was different And we were the ones With nothing to eat And we were the ones With blood in our streets We were the ones With all the offspring And they were the ones Just watching on TV We were the ones Broke down and torn With our life on our back And our wife in our arms And they were the ones Like oh that's so sad We were the ones Like OH... E F# G#m Nothing ever changes The only thing I know Nothing ever changes Looking down this road Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes E F# G#m Olhe pros seus sonhos suas intená§áµes, Abra sua cabeá§a pra seus coraá§áµes, Transformar algumas centenas em milháµes, Pois, todos unidos somos entá£o naá§áµes, Nem se ele estiver no sonho e eu tambá©m, Imagino quase á© sempre o melhor pra alguá©m, Tipo nessa vida ná£o se descontrolar dormir á  noite com o assassino á© melhor ná£o se revoltar, Agora trouxa, olha pros seus pesadelos, E ainda ná£o ainda sá£o seus piores medos, Há¡ mestiá§os, brancos e negros, Gringos, negros, gringos e negros, Olha que voc᪠᩠obrigado a votar, Sua chance no Brasil á© de alguá©m te conquistar, Oooh, De alguá©m te conquistar, E F# G#m Nothing ever changes At least that's how we act Like nothing ever changes Like god has got our backs Like nothing ever changes I'm looking down this road And I can see is pain, yes It's only gonna grow E F# G#m ) Sonho e intená§áµes, Centenas em milháµes, Unidos somos entá£o naá§áµes, Milháµes, Tambá©m, Melhor pra alguá©m Maybe we need more Shoes on our feet Maybe we need more Clothes and TV's Maybe we need more Cash and jewerly Or maybe we don't know What we need Maybe we need To want to fix it Maybe stop talking Maybe start listening Maybe we need To look at this world Less like a square And more like a circle Maybe just maybe God's not unfair Maybe were all his kids And he's up there Maybe he loves us For all our races Maybe he hates us When were all so racist Maybe he sees us When we don't care And it's Heaven right here But is Hell over there And maybe the meek Will inherit tis earth Cuz it was written before E F# G#m So everything changes And nothing stays the same And everything changes And if you feel ashamed Maybe you should change this Before it gets too late Maybe you should change this My brother we're standing at the gate