Текст песни I Hate Smiling People - в бетонных могилах

Prove to me that I'm still alive .
our space sandwiched between the doors hypermarkets.
say that people with screens lie,
prove that it is not a knock punch
According to our bones.
the heart
wildly beating
within
mangled chest ;
we are the children .
tell me what is still to come ,
that we are not buried
in this city.
no .