18 Sycamores (feat. Angela Esmeralda & Sebastiano Lillo)

Lift me up, I won't be down longer Wake me up, I would be stronger It's time at dawn for me to rise up What do y'all ghosts know about This Era of uncertain souls Plastic bodies and trolls Scum of the earth We're dangerous Black, red, white I could be yellow Here's the point You see, kind folks when they want Evil's not always at the backdoor New faith Fake it to make it And every steps seem already Product of an exhausted industry We go fast Working to build boundaries in the name of God See, in the end we're robots Private property is our never ending love story I dig for my mind to be sound I dote on my legacy but I fight for my story to be changed by My example My people Imma run free At dawn At down I will be free Lift me up I would be stronger Wake me up, I won't sleep longer It's time at dawn for me to rise up Sycamore trees Stands of poor dead bodies Sycamore trees The land will probably sink over time Sycamore tree How big it is? How big it is? Imma run free Lift me up, I would be stronger Wake me up, I won't sleep longer It's time at dawn for me to rise up