World pie Verse 1 There is no rule and answer There is no truth and ground to grow that seeds There is no place for praying Cutting and sucking all that bleed
Chorus I wanna live right But everyone there’s holding the knife, holding the knife And ready to divide your piece of pie I wanna live right But everyone there’s holding the knife, holding the knife And eyes of them is colored crimson
Verse 2 There is no time for thinking Blind running by the time to satisfy your needs There is no rest to breathing Cutting and sucking all that bleed
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Bridge It’s like cruel game but I have my solution It’s well-suspended choice and I have no delusion To build yourself is always making really-really hard So in the ending if this became a death star Holding the knife, holding the knife, yeah Holding the knife, holding the knife, yeah The real world in wrong direction Check your fuckin’ information
Verse 3 I’m the same all that speaks in me is blame I’m stuck, I’m like a other guy jack and… I’m failing There is no place for hating Planting and reapin’ what you’re seed