Neo Con

Look at me, crying on my knees; fucking bloody teeth
The wheels of the system keep turning and spinning
And grinding and burning
And forcing me down to my knees
A world where the well-to-be are void of all sympathy
I can’t live like this, I can’t live like this…
If I had the means I might change a few things
But I don’t, so I let the gears spin out of control
And this Machine forced me to fall to my knees
You call this free? This world belongs to the minority
For as long as they’re slaves to their greed…
Go ahead and worship your millions, Neo-Con
Until we’re all dead
Those dollars won’t protect you forever