Take my hand if you can walk me through your convictions
I'll only rush in and out, bring your doubts to the surface
Put the money on the mark where you contradict your purpose
Take my hand if you can walk me through, no restrictions
They say I waste my time like I got nothing to offer
to this hunger for prerogative I won't even bother
Hail the corporate android, stuck in the suit
Family values and a bourgeois pursuit
When this earth will soon implode
with the starving, the striving, the lost on the road
so.. Swallow your profit
Then rummage in your shit
for every dirty trick
you invested in it
Spare nickels... so you feel better
Now hold on tight cuz we're all under the weather
Billions of pounds in useless industries
A pinch of that donated to charity, so you
justify frivolous spending
Always preaching for the better good
Always pretending
It is one thing to create a foundation through which you pour
your blackened soul and fiery spirit into and out of
A power initiated by you and only you, yeah
And another to contribute to the hierarchy established by the ruling elite
to gain little riches and serve to build treasures you and I will never attain
No
We want your gold
We want your fuel
We want your power
We wanna rule
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