My body's cold and dead the day you have a say
The day this changes.
Hanging from the rafters, swinging by my neck
Is when you'll get a chance
You f**ing suit
With your f**ing tie
I hate your lies
Brain-dead and lobotomized the day I let you robots
Change this.
Bedridden and comatose, my heart maintained
By some f**ing machine,
My senses numb
Is what you'll need
To sate your greed
Take the broken gla** and jam it in my heart
(I'd slit you f**ing throat)
Like the rat ba*tard you really are
(you piece of sh**)
Do your sons and daughters cry?
Can you look them in the eye?
Turn it up, Embrace the sound!
Don't just go through the motions!
Don't let me down!
With the muse sincere, and the pa**ion and the sweat,
(When the music's sincere, and there's pa**ion and there's sweat)
You look in the mirror and I'm sure there is regret about
The calling you've so betrayed for money made.
(that f**ing monster is you)