Music and scene ain't easy words.
Be on stage, under highlights,
With eyes staring at us as spotlights,
Is not what we dig in what we're doing.
Wearing fashion punky clothes,
Being pictured by all of those
Who will never fucking read these lines
Is not what we made as our plan.
I'm shouting it, what we all like
Is seeing you moshing, slamming and stage diving.
Get P.M.A, if there was enough place
You'll be with us on stage, music is what we share.
Without you it has no sense.
We know it's possible to get less attitude more aptitude,
We all admit. I would like to see this constant noise
Becoming our inner choice. Less ignorance more tolerance.
We decided to take the chance to gather a whole generation
Knowing many things can be done.
I'm shouting it, what we all like
Is seeing you moshing, slamming and stage diving.
Get P.M.A, if there was enough place
You'll be with us on stage, music is what we share.
Without you it has no sense.
