Callously we turn our backs, at the sight of misery
As an inconvenient shattering of our own reality
Callously we turn our backs, at the sight of misery
Currency dictates your spineless moral
Your Identity, has been taken away
Protection, has been taken away
We deeply regret your
Discomfort or personal tragedies
No compensation is available
For the grieving families
Surrounding their deaths
There is a lack of clarity and evidence
Thank you for your opinion
Nothing compares to profit
Responsibility hidden in statistics
Wearing those colours, is against the rules
Although that could be changed, for the right price
One Love, conditions apply
We offer little to no rights
Gestures are performed
Manufactured and easily sold
As products of the machine
Spewing lie after lie after lie
To force feed
And wash away blood and guilt
With words well chosen
Spewing lie after lie after lie
Wearing those colours, is against the rules
although that could be changed, for the right price
Callously we turn our backs, at the sight of misery
As an inconvenient shattering of our own reality
One Love, conditions apply