That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
I'm smelting your conscience
It's your choice to look away
But you picked your believes
I'm smelting your conscience
It's your choice to look away
But you picked your believes
Keep your hands in your pockets
Don't work if there is no pay
Oh the [?] still goes wrong without [?]
Little boys grow old on the outside
Inside they rot until they're dead
I'm smelting your conscience
It's your choice to look away
But you picked your believes
Keep your hands in your pockets
Don't work if there is no pay