1. |
At What Price?
01:49
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At What Price is my fuckin life
Not so much cause I realize
The fucking system will keep me down
The corporate pig thinks I'm a clown
Tired again, my body hurts
They don't care, they need me to work
Work full time, but it's not enough
Barely pay rent, scraping every month
I stand in line and I realize
We're all the same in my bloodshot eyes
The pigs don't care about your well being
Sitting in his office he doesn't mind
They don't care about how you feel
It's just another job so no big deal
Work so hard your body aches
They'll just replace you on your last day
I don't know but I realize
The rich pig that you so idolize
Just another fucking extortionist
Making big money while you cease to exist
Tired again, my body hurts
They don't care, they need me to work
Work full time, but it's not enough
Barley pay rent, scraping every month
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2. |
Watch and Discern
02:00
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Watch the news see it and spit
Fucking shit gets worse and worse
All the biases compact in bits
All this foul shit, hits. the. fan.
Try and grow but I'm dragged down
Seeing death presented by a clown
Brainwashed minds sitting with a smile
Glued to the tube seeing nothing but bile
Angry again at the fucking news
With their stories pushed for views
With the big ones handing them cash
Pushing biases for more loot
Talk of big problems with stupid solutions
It doesn't matter how you feel
They want you to sway to their field
Brainwash you until. You. Rot.
Try and grow but I'm dragged down
Seeing death presented by a clown
Brainwashed minds sitting with a smile
Glued to the tube seeing nothing but bile
Angry again at the fucking news
With their stories pushed for views
With the Big ones handing them cash
Pushing biases for more loot
Watch and discern
Rot your mind
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3. |
American Dream
03:04
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4. |
Oil Death
02:22
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Bloods on your hands you made a mistake
You didn't realize the lives you'd take
All because your eyes are on the price
The prize of oil and the price was death
The Bloods all over your hands
The bombs you drop won't save your life
They'll just fatten your God damn pocket
Over and over they're all fucked over
Just because you need to protect you oil
The Bloods all over your hands
Bloods on your hands you made a mistake
You didn't realize the lives you'd take
All because your eyes are on the price
The prize of oil and the price was death
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5. |
When Will It End
01:59
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6. |
Numb Again
03:30
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