¿Cuándo van a morir? Lyrics

Living day by day, spitting at one another, sanity seeks the majority, who likes living sick? People don't help anybody, they would just do it because of some interest, look after your people, they won't eat you alive, dawn people always planning on fuck-ups. Life gets tougher day by day, how to find sanity when spitting at one another, olympic games are just wars in disguised ways, disease builts up, hard to heal when there's no faith. But who's got faith in this shitty times? When are they bastards gonna die? That day we'll be happy!!.