Don't hold my hand
Don't tap my veins
Or feed me with your desperate spoon
I'm blinded to the outside world
When trapped inside your rotting womb
High upon your pedestal
Caught up in your own self-greed
With a heart as black as a thousand d**hs
Because it's all about what your pockets need!
I don't want your greed!
I don't need your greed!
Don't hold me back
Don't hold me down
What goes around always comes around
Your derogation keeps you up
The blood red carpet, transparent crown
Everything once black and white has faded to grey
You got the whole world in your hands
King of the hill, you were playin' god
But now there's been a slight change in plans
Let 'em eat cake!
Let 'em eat cake!
Yeah!
Come on!
Yeah
You're playin' god!
High upon your pedestal
Caught up in your own self-greed
Heart as black as a thousand d**hs
Because it's all about what your pockets need!
You're playin' god!
You're playin' god!
You're playin' god!
Stop playin' god!
You're playin' god
You're playin' god
You're playin' god!