The Criminals 歌词

The game we play is life and death Your worth measured in dollars and in cents There ain't no lifeline coming (coming) Unless you pay the price (the price) Your hope, freedom, your sanity (sanity) A product, not a right These are the days that test your heart and soul Strap yourself in for the American fall Day after day it is all crash and burn A nation hijacked by the criminals Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Yeah Your neighbor is your enemy Your real friends are on the TV They’re selling lies and self-loathing Nothing no one should pay to be The cost of healthcare, cost of guns The cost of knowledge, cost of love When prison is an industry Somebody’s getting locked away Uninvited to the party They're cold, afraid, and starving There's gotta be more To the millions who are marching Than a separation of just a few degrees Between evil, famine, and the disease These are the days that test your heart and soul Strap yourself in for the American fall Day after day it is all crash and burn A nation hijacked by the criminals Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Reject the criminality That monetizes our humanity Construct a new reality Where you're not just a number, you're a name We'll never have our dignity Till all you fascists are six feet deep