Do you really want to know
The price for everything under the sun?
Can you buy sweat and dreams?
Pay to know, pay to live
But there's a price to pay
Your own sons spitting in your face
So lucky you won't see the day
When all your friends will piss on your grave
Love and hate are compromised
But you don't care
You pay for sex and violence
And you think that it's the same
You think that it's the same
You can't keep this ocean of kindness
It's bursting out from your rotten heart
Draw a fake smile, pat some backs
Free the demons it's friday night
They will have a field to run
Their courage soaked in cheap wine
Raise your aged whiskey glass
Your whole life
Built on their backs
Pride and faith are compromised
But you don't care
You pay for a status and a priest,
Thinking it's the same
You think it's the same
But it's not
It's not the fucking same
You still need manpower
To pump the blood through your veins
It's not
It's not the fucking same
You still need manpower
To pump the blood through your veins
It's not the same
It's not
The same