Frente!
Paper, Bullets And Walls
Show me anyone, the patient is gone
It hasn't been breathing since it learned right from wrong
Any innocent got discontent
This is why children sing lament

Are you dying yet?
Do you remember to forget like I do
Like I do, eh!
You got what you spent
100% of nothing is nothing

Make my life unsafe for living, your diamonds are dirt
I'd much rather hurt than have all your addictions
Breath, da da da da da
If you want forever, well fuck you baby

Is it paper or bullets and walls
When it could be possible, beautiful, wonderful
Every little wing looks for something
But no one knows one

I got governments, I got continents
This is important baby, come on, get on
Ah ha, ah ha, ah ha (Ah ha)

(Ah ha, ah ha)