Pay high price for your false surrounding
Bubble, it's all you want
Colombia beware, middle class don't care
Human rights have been shot
Charlie, he bowls straight through London
Popular, high in demand
But if Olinda puts one foot wrong
Comes out with severed hands, so
Buckle up
The death toll is rising more
Wake up
Is this what you stand for?
Brain dead
How do you look? How do you feel?
Is this shit worth the coffins you help seal?
This guy's big, he's all for the dust
From nasal to brain, an ecstatic hot flush
Your daughter before you, her heart is cut open
To do this in front of her is her influence crushed
Paying by the pound to be in someone else's shoes
You're not harming anyone? You got a right to choose
But addiction is what's wrong, that's just the start
For the shit that you pay, blood fills up the carts
And it's gotta stop
And it wouldn't take much
How do you look? How do you feel?
And is it worth the coffins you help seal?
Your ignorance towards drug resistance
Is nothing macho to claim
Power to the people, blood money's the sequel
Leaving third-world countries in pain
We're so lucky to have what we have
Clean water, four walls, it's insane
They're forced at point blank, we put money in their bank
But when they're done, they'll throw you away
And it's gotta stop
And it wouldn't take much
How do you look? How do you feel?
And is this shit worth the coffins you help seal?
So why is it that we keep doing this to ourselves?
The coffins you help seal, do you not feel?
How many times do you have to kill?
Coffins you help seal, do you not feel?
How many times do you have to kill?