Who dug a hole in the world Spilling the blood and consuming its essence? Who dug a hole in the world? Here comes the flood, and the end of existence Who dug a hole in the world Burning the flesh and plundering its treasures? Who dug a whole in the world Exposing its frailty, drilling through the layers of layers? There are holes in my world Who spilled the fructose on you Making you sweeter Who made you do what you do Grant them a loan, steal back their homes Now who's to say what is real And who has been told What's the deal with gold? You can't feed it to the children And you can't drink it, yellow or black You can't force it into your lungs and it is certain Gold won't love you back