Pay high price for your false surrounding Bubble, it's all you want Colombia beware, middle class don't care Human rights have been shot Charlie, he bowls straight through London Popular, high in demand But if Olinda puts one foot wrong Comes out with severed hands, so Buckle up The death toll is rising more Wake up Is this what you stand for? Brain dead How do you look? How do you feel? Is this shit worth the coffins you help seal? This guy's big, he's all for the dust From nasal to brain, an ecstatic hot flush Your daughter before you, her heart is cut open To do this in front of her is her influence crushed Paying by the pound to be in someone else's shoes You're not harming anyone? You got a right to choose But addiction is what's wrong, that's just the start For the shit that you pay, blood fills up the carts And it's gotta stop And it wouldn't take much How do you look? How do you feel? And is it worth the coffins you help seal? Your ignorance towards drug resistance Is nothing macho to claim Power to the people, blood money's the sequel Leaving third-world countries in pain We're so lucky to have what we have Clean water, four walls, it's insane They're forced at point blank, we put money in their bank But when they're done, they'll throw you away And it's gotta stop And it wouldn't take much How do you look? How do you feel? And is this shit worth the coffins you help seal? So why is it that we keep doing this to ourselves? The coffins you help seal, do you not feel? How many times do you have to kill? Coffins you help seal, do you not feel? How many times do you have to kill?