A rise in profits, pathetic truth
A bloody promise, decadent youth
So sick of being part of
So sick of being part of you
What if we cross their plans now
What if we boycott their tv's and game shows
What if we stop consuming this all
What if we stop consuming this all
Trust their information
Their new sensations
Trust their speeches
If you haven't learned from our past
What if we cross their plans now
What if we boycott their tv's and game shows
What if we stop consuming this all
What if we stop consuming this all
Others starve for water, wash your car
Others fear the night while we start
Buying precious things that we don't need
And if others raise their voice in pain
They'll be bombed to silence, bombed to anything
That nobody deserves
Till they fall down - to death - cause none of us will help when they fall
Writer(s): Sebastian Blaschke, Max Schreiber
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