Call Me Lyrics - C About Me (tvt) - Marcos Hernandez

Here we are in confusion 

Could be it's all an illusion 

Who knows the times to come 

The years to face, the race to run 

We believe in the graven image 

We believe in the fight to the finish 

We desire the almighty dollar 

The pound of flesh, the golden collar 

Lick the hand, we give our land to dogs 

Here we are in the years 

The blood, the sweat, the tears 

Have made us bondage slaves 

In a world that we never made 

The politicians lick your bones 

The tacticians, hearts of stone 

They turn us against our brothers 

Make us fight and kill each other 

Locked in lust we put our trust in dogs 

Now here we are again 

The dead still look the same 

Who cares they're soon forgotten 

Nobody gonna miss a corpse that's rotten 

Your fathers, daughters, mothers and sons 

Have been taken by the chosen ones 

But don't forget you made the choice 

You made your mark, you raised your voice 

They're all the same, you're all to blame 

They're all the same, you're all to blame 

They're all the same and you're to blame, you're dogs, dogs