Fallen angels take a stand
Rigor mortis death at hand
They take what's easy they take your rights
Then turn us all into parasites
Yeah!
Conform!
Conform!
& they make you do it & you say it then you
Conform!
& they make you do it & you say it then you
Conform!
Conform!
Conform!
& they make you do it & you say it then you
Conform!
& they make you do it & you say it then you
Conform!
I sit
In my room
No lights
No music
No love
Just anger
I'll kill them all
I'm feeling justice
What do I do?
What do I say?
In the end, it goes away
What do I do?
What do I say?
In the end, It goes away
Conform yourself to the wealth & you'll be fine