Bloodline

Your words Like a disease Are infecting the weak-minded This is not freedom It is the blind leading the blinded Make us liars, fake our sins We'd rather be ignored than be controlled Hide behind your big bombs We'd rather live real life than live a lie The 1% wants the world to end So they can have it for themselves (Blind leading the blinded) Want you to kiss their feet and beg But you're fucked if you're not part of their bloodline Don't trust the preachers of false information They are only out for your blood Trust the children of this generation They do not need to pay to be loved (Pay to be loved) The 1% wants the world to end So they can have it for themselves (Blind leading the blinded) Want you to kiss their feet and beg But you're fucked if you're not part of their bloodline Your words Like a disease Are infecting the weak-minded This is not freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom The 1% wants the world to end So they can have it for themselves (Blind leading the blinded) Want you to kiss their feet and beg But you're fucked if you're not part of their bloodline