Lyric Context Universe
who
who's exploiting who?
i just don't know who who who
who
who's exploiting who?
i just don't know who who who
choking on their triggers and sweeping their unjust under the damp crimson rug
prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?
a broken record that continues to breed
choking on their triggers and sweeping their unjust under the damp crimson rug
prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?
a broken record that continues to breed
love and money
exploit for money kill for love
love for money exploited love
love and money
exploit for money kill for love
love for money exploited love
and it's not like me to go and wreck your day
and i never thought i'd see it so exploited
ah
and it's not like me to go and wreck your day
and i never thought i'd see it so exploited
ah
congress man
let us stop exploiting our children
to all the gangster man
congress man
let us stop exploiting our children
to all the gangster man
'cause i ain't no puppet for his capital gain
and what do you get but exploitation?
from creeps who are going to ignore your situation
'cause i ain't no puppet for his capital gain
and what do you get but exploitation?
from creeps who are going to ignore your situation
the downtrodden
an exploitation of power
what makes you feel
the downtrodden
an exploitation of power
what makes you feel
technology of an unimaginable beauty
swiftly exacting and exploiting every weakness
every fucking weakness
technology of an unimaginable beauty
swiftly exacting and exploiting every weakness
every fucking weakness
put me on a pedestal and i'll only disappoint
you tell me i'm exceptional and i promise to exploit you
give me all your money and i'll make some origami
put me on a pedestal and i'll only disappoint
you tell me i'm exceptional and i promise to exploit you
give me all your money and i'll make some origami
our way
exploitation
segregation
our way
exploitation
segregation
this is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species. a story of cultivation
exploitation
civilization. found flowering on wasteland unnoticed
this is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species. a story of cultivation
exploitation
civilization. found flowering on wasteland unnoticed
awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver. as the fat rats grovel
ready to steal your innocence and exploit your soul
some will hit their knees in a rancid act of desperation
awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver. as the fat rats grovel
ready to steal your innocence and exploit your soul
some will hit their knees in a rancid act of desperation
start
we're the exploited barmy army
don't threaten us
start
we're the exploited barmy army
don't threaten us
unscrupulous operators could confuse
could exploit and deceive
conditional reflex theories and changing probabilities
unscrupulous operators could confuse
could exploit and deceive
conditional reflex theories and changing probabilities
she's been degraded
exploited
not celebrated
she's been degraded
exploited
not celebrated
profit. deceit if their hearts. evil within their souls. the cruelty by
which they exploit will not be part of my life.
end
profit. deceit if their hearts. evil within their souls. the cruelty by
which they exploit will not be part of my life.
end
she said that you'd remember my name
when i leave they'll exploit again
wait for things to never be said
she said that you'd remember my name
when i leave they'll exploit again
wait for things to never be said
i stare down your blood coated throat glancing back into what was daylight. it shines on your dismembered body as vengeance drips from my hand. paint your walls with dead flesh. watch it rot. let it stain. a whore to your project
they suffer in shackles of human exploitation. chain of blood see it sleep. rusty knife to apparatus. sweat glazed palms. eyes glisten with fear. bleed these scars you bear
and let me piss on your open wounds. slip struggle to your feet. choke on the wretched stench of a whorehouse and let the innocent cry. no more excuses now its your time to die.
i stare down your blood coated throat glancing back into what was daylight. it shines on your dismembered body as vengeance drips from my hand. paint your walls with dead flesh. watch it rot. let it stain. a whore to your project
they suffer in shackles of human exploitation. chain of blood see it sleep. rusty knife to apparatus. sweat glazed palms. eyes glisten with fear. bleed these scars you bear
and let me piss on your open wounds. slip struggle to your feet. choke on the wretched stench of a whorehouse and let the innocent cry. no more excuses now its your time to die.
blue lights up close
exploiters of psyche
stealing the code. i imagine completeness
blue lights up close
exploiters of psyche
stealing the code. i imagine completeness
the only way to gain approval
is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me
and i stare at the sky
the only way to gain approval
is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me
and i stare at the sky