You line your pockets and
Feed off others’ sorrows.
Where’s your remorse and shame?
Where’s the ending of your game?
You profit from the wealth
Of other people’s madness.
But where’s the end,
The end of your game?
I take a look around
And see people falling
Tripping over things
They never thought would fall.
Take a gaze around you
I’m sure you, too, will see
It doesn’t stop at us
Seems it travels through the air.
It’s just a matter of time
Before we feel the hunger
Before we feel the pain.
We’ve got to take a stand
It’s thick upon the air
It’s looming overhead
I can see it everywhere.
We’re just a simple family
Trying to make it day to day.
But you put your curse upon our lives
And wouldn’t have it any other way.
And still you profit from our weakness
Like a lion in the wild.
We suffer from your power trip
Where’s the ending of your game?
You line your pockets and
Feed off others’ sorrows.
Where’s your remorse and shame?
Where’s the ending of your game?
You profit from the wealth
Of other people’s madness.
But where’s the end,
The end of your game?
