Texty: Discarica Abusiva. Effetti Collaterali. Scream Your Reason.

I found my faith in this fucking music
If I don't have a guitar I?d be loser
I look your eyes before starting to night
When play rock & roll I think never die.

The moon in the sky drive me in the dark
Your dangerous business is the rage of my life
Foreign society is killing me
The law by bigot ideology.

Scream baby, scream your reason
If you want to change this mad season
My generation is always sad
Because reality is very bad.

I found my faith in this fucking music
If I don't have a guitar I?d be loser
I look your eyes before starting to night
When play rock & roll I think never die.

I see a light and I run without dreams
But I want arrive at the end of the street