God and the unconscious
They want me dead
God and the unconscious
They want me dead
I know that I'm not winning
Can't afford the cost of living
It's obvious when you are worth
More dead than alive
And while I have this worries
All the bankers go to Paris
This comes as no surprise
Cause they're the ruling cla**
Quieren que les de mi sangre!
If everything I own
Is already gone
Submit yourself
Looser!
Mother say something
What do you want?
But then you sense that is a no, no, no
God and the unconscious
They want me dead
God and the unconscious
They want me dead
They know what they want
And they know what they mean
But they're never gonna tell me why they're coming after me
Because I'm dead
If they come and ask you to sell them your soul
If they tell you the streets are all paved with gold
And you say no, no, no
God and the unconscious
They want me dead
God and the unconscious
They want me dead
They know what they want
And they know what they mean
But they're never gonna tell me
Why they're coming after me
Because I'm dead