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点击复制I've joined the ranks of many now
Fed into the system
Now I feed the dragon and the dragon's feeding me
They tell you tales of kings and queens and devils in the details
Victims and the chosen ones and Jesus wannabes
Jesus wannabes
They make us do things
They want to rule us
And keep us wanting nothing more
I don't want my memory hammered in some tombstone
Weathered by a dust storm
Wishing it would rain
Wishing it would rain
But they would bleed these rivers dry all across this desert land
Where there's a cactus blooms at night you can't touch with your hands
You can't touch with your hands
They make us do things
They want to rule us
And keep us wanting nothing more
Corporates and politicians running gates on everything
Running gates on everything not even the kings and queens
Rule that marketplace
Rule that marketplace
They put up walls around their houses
Make it look like us and them
Watch it from their living rooms and run the human race
They make us do things
They want to rule us
And keep us wanting something more
Make you want to tell somebody
Tell 'em when you dance and sing
Tell em when the light turns green you do not hesitate
You do not hesitate
How much yellow 'fore the red starts
How much orange between the lines
How much will they take from us to make us money blind
To make us money blind
They make us do things
They want to rule us
And keep us wanting nothing more
Nothing more
Nothing more