P.R.O.F.I.T.

Materialistic bullshit
Own, buy, invest
It’s a motherfucking steal
And by day one we’re all obsessed
Caught in a merry-fucking-go-round
This horses name is ”Debt”, come closer – say ”Hi”
Slave to the coin
A whore back for more
Sell, limb by limb
Your blood is all they ask for
P
R
O
F
I
T
Your sweat and blood it spells out ”Profit”
Tear your body down
Work your fingers to the bone
It’s all mother fucking madness
Feed that horse and watch it grow
Once and again
They come to my door
I can’t say that it’s news
Cause I’ve seen em before
Twice and again
I do all their deeds
Carry their cross
Succumb to their needs
Over my dead body
Will I feed that horse my flesh
I will drag it to the woods
And I will beat it to a pulp
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
I’ll beat a dead horse
Once and again
They come to my door
I can’t say that it’s news
Cause I’ve seen em before
Twice and again
I do all their deeds
Carry their cross
Succumb to their needs
P.R.
O.F.
I.T.
PROFIT