Trading their lies on the TV-screen Telling us all what to be Act like they're gods, egos inflated Can't believe you'd fail to see
Other lives on the great divide And hungry you swallow their scheme Small-minded fools, all so conceited Don't you know that they're never quite they seem
As weird as if a dream
Another fool, one more crossing the line Won't believe, a mad man leads the blind So follow your heart and hear them cry Because fools never die
Crawl on your knees for your world to grow. A round of applause and you go In with the freaks, swallow our poison Never thought you'd stoop this lowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
