Julho de 2001

I need to live, walk the streets
Among the people's struggle, I'm just another face on the corner
Vulnerable in spirit and body
A guy like me, with a suicidal mind, needs little in life
Nothing more to prove to others
Freedom is a point of view, yeah

Everything's on track
Bills paid
Shallow girls
I'm rising up
Without stepping on anyone
I find this race boring
And the daily grind doesn't intimidate me at all

I don't feel fear anymore, I feel more alive than before!
I need to live, I feel stronger than before!
I need to live, I feel stronger than before!

It was July 2001, just another kid on the street
Another son of a black mother
Another with skinny legs
Another dreaming big, without a care in the world
Even with guns at my neck
Right in the middle of the border, between the palm tree and the slum

And I ask for forgiveness for all the times
All the crises
All the scars
Caused by thirst
My end will be sad
I'm like a fish in a net facing fear and trying to escape, I resist

I'm a guerrilla fighter, I feel stronger than before!

I need to live, I feel stronger than before!