No nuance, no gray area
You'd prefer to see the world in black and white as you sit on your throne of power wealth and lies
Pockets getting fat, giving nothing back
When things are going bad, you take your sweet time to react
Goddamn, something has got to give
What's the end goal in all of this?
(They're struggling, they're dying)
All you seem to have in mind is your own best interest
Empty suits and ties leech the people dry
The rich prevail and watch those less fortunate bend and break
It's such a shame
You profit from the backbreaking labor of others and shamelessly count out the bills, one after another
How do you sleep at night when it's clear to see the millions that are suffering in poverty?
Homeless in the streets, nothing on his feet, days turn to weeks since the poor man has had a meal to eat
This isn't how they deserve to live
You're a glutton, a pig
Heartless and corrupt yet you don't face any consequences
It's all for your own best interest
Make sure to hide all the way up
Your sky scrapper towering us
When we decide that we've had enough
We'll paint the streets with your blood
We'll Paint the streets with your fucking digusting blood
No one will ever miss you
Empty suits and ties leech the people dry
Empty suits and ties leech the people dry