(For every dollar earned, another's spent to keep you sane)
DISEASED SOCIETY
Born so pure Given the gift of life They stick a number to your head They own you till you die Better learn what they teach You better walk the line Or end up on the street Or in jail losing your mind
Wasting you time Trading your life for a lie Work and consume UNTIL YOU DIE Meaningless work everday Motivation fades away Now the needle in your arm IS THE ONLY THING THAT SETS YOU...
FREE SOCIETY DISEASED SOCIETY
Live your life in a cage End up dead in a box Your mind is trapped Enslaved until it's left to rot
DISEASED SOCIETY DISEASED SOCIETY
Left to rot
Don't mind the world demise Suicide rates are on the rise The lives we lead made to be abused By leaders that decided we were born to lose
Dollar spent dollar burned just to stop the pain Dollar spent dollar burned just to keep you sane