Hallucination in a world gone mad
(Thats left me blinded)
A search for truth in a pack of lies
(It cant be found)
A constant pull, no direction, no choice
(Ill hold my ground)
It never stops, it forever just builds
(To tear us down)
Dont let them break you. Dont let them grind you down
Dont let them slit your throat. Dont let them bleed you dry
Nothing is sacred
Blood Money and lies
Nothing is sacred
Death and profits rise
You trade your life for the promise of wealth
(Then all hopes lost)
Fall to your knees at the monetary altar
(And sell your soul)
Pledge allegiance to your own moral death
(Its cast away)
And now you drowned in an ocean of greed
(Just like the rest)
Dont let them break you. Dont let them grind you down
Dont let them slit your throat. Dont let them bleed you dry
Nothing is sacred
Blood Money and lies
Nothing is sacred
Death and profits rise
Fuel the greed. Sell your soul
Just believe. Fuck the world
Fuck every day that living in this fucking nightmare surrounded,
Each waking hour every confrontation screaming FUCK your
Shallow ideals, its to the point of suffocation.
Im against the world so
Fuck me, fuck you FUCK EVERYTHING
Dont let them break you. Dont let them grind you down
Dont let them slit your throat. Dont let them bleed you dry
Nothing is sacred
Blood Money and lies
Nothing is sacred
Death and profits rise
Artist: Arctic Monkeys
Artist: King Of The World
Artist: Porta