Money makes the world go round
While your vices keep you bound
We offer you a helping hand
We supply, what's your demand
We will keep you fed
While our cancer spreads
You blissfully accept
Our medication in your hands
The television man
Makes you crave our brand
We pull on your strings
You help us to live like kings
Corrosion has spread all throughout the empire
Yet you keep throwing yourself in the fire
All of your luxuries come at a price
You just ignore the blade and roll the dice
Images flash before my eyes
Planting a seed that will soon rise
Hypnotized by a flaming desire
I crave just a taste
Eyes come alive
Indulgent plight
Senses ignite
Worlds collide
Shackled by our addictions
We depend on corruption
It matters not our condition
We won't stray from perdition
We are in over our heads
Our thoughts out of mind
Regrets never kept
Shackled by our addictions
Reality stares us in the face
But we just look away
We'd rather be blind
Our habits will put us in our graves
But we won't break away
We don't mind the decay
We keep feeding this machine
And yet our struggle never fades
Drawing circles, dancing around our graves
We'd rather die than change our ways