They whisper softly, then they shout
“You were born weak, there’s no way out”
They say we’re broken to the bone
Unfit to stand, unfit to own

They teach our children how to doubt
Erase our pride, leave fear about
Every failure, they repeat
Till hope lies dead beneath our feet

Defeatism in Burgurundi
They say we’re nothing, we’re no one
They feed us shame like it’s the truth
Till we forget what we could’ve done
Defeatism in Burgurundi
A story told to keep us blind
They don’t need chains or guns anymore
They colonize the mind

They say “You need us to survive”
“You can’t build peace, you can’t build life”
They sell control as helping hands
While stealing futures from our lands

They laugh when we begin to stand
Call it chaos, call it mad
Every dream is called a threat
Every step is met with debt

Defeatism in Burgurundi
They say we’re nothing, we’re no one
They feed us shame like it’s the truth
Till we forget what we could’ve done
Defeatism in Burgurundi
They write our ending in advance
They tell us “stay down, stay in line”
Never give yourself a chance

They want us tired, they want us small
Afraid to rise, afraid to fall
To live as shadows, breathe as slaves
Dig our own psychological graves

If we believe the lies they sell
Then this becomes a living hell
A land alive, but souls resigned
Forever colonized inside

Defeatism in Burgurundi
Not just hunger, not just pain
It’s the lie that says “you’ll never change”
That keeps us locked inside the chain
Defeatism in Burgurundi
A silence taught, a learned disease
They don’t have to break our bodies
When they’ve broken what we believe