Lletres: Refused. Soft.

To much degredations, I'm going to tell the truth
I'm going to spit it out, bring it out, twist the chords
to much bullshit inflicted, to many stories told
I'm fed up with lies, I'm just so fed up, no more
I'm not going soft like you
to much pressure taken, you've lost the cause
you lost your self esteem, your conscious mind
I'm still in touch with reality, I'm going to fight
I'm infrangible, I'm still here

I'm still here, I'm still hard
I'm still here, But you've gone soft!