Within a mechanical pose And a heart pumping a need for control Forced to fit inside a mold Living to dehumanize is gonna take its toll Take it in And let it saturate Under the skin Until you can't even Remember when You first felt the sinking Feeling that Something's missing you Traded for a gun Did we inflate your sense of pride And did it feed your lust for power When you threw us to the ground You took what's ours and sold it back Another day another dollar for this town Your uniform made a perfect burial suitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
