How many times must you try, must you fail? Freedom is a state of mind, transcended through hell You been a slave to the grind from before you was born Product of enviroment, must obey ’till retirement You see the shackling chains hang from the monument A hundred lives for every question you ask You spent in animations like it’s contradicts from the past
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us
The brother then is sent strange through the hourglass You’re in a spirit filled with rage as the hours pass You can’t describe how contrived is the final math And your salvation all relies on financial class Right now is the rise and the fall Clenching up your fists with your back against the wall You must fight for your lives with your eyes on the ball If it trade through the gates and repel down the walls
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us
And discover what is going down You farm bred to become consumers But who consumes who in this land of maneuvers? The crafty ways in this maze End of days, a perfect match for the empty graves It’s about time we think for ourselves It’s the right time to put the lies on the shelves
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us
The words that they believe My friend this is the end of us So great this is the end of us