Paranoia

This blood saves your bottom line
Paid to cry about fires set by the right
Don't you love when they cross the line
To line their minds with half-truth lies
This blood gets you hard and wet
Pay your debts with fires set by the left
Protests held in love and peace
Must be run by murderers and thieves

Paint 'em in the darkest light
Try to get 'em in a fight so you can
Sell another ad tonight
Click, click, ca-ching, motherfucker

Wolves are circling for your gain
Quickly circling down the drain

Egg 'em on, open a wrist
Pretend to hate them for it
While you hold the profits in your fist
It's fine
They can take another hit

(Cross the line) The people hate when they see your TV dance
They can't pry their eyes away
(Paid to cry) No you can't just leave it to chance
You manipulate the mob decay
(Pay your debt) Don't pay attention? Fall behind
Makes me wanna take a bite of cyanide
(All a scam) Play down the beauty, pump up the gore
Say the right are all dicks and the left are all whores

Paint 'em in the darkest light
Try to get 'em in a fight so you can
Sell another ad tonight
Click, click, ca-ching, motherfucker

Wolves are circling for your gain
Quickly circling down the drain

Egg 'em on, open a wrist
Pretend to hate them for it
While you hold the profits in your fist
It's fine
They can take another hit

This blood saves your bottom line
Paid to cry about fires you conspired to light
All your lies I won't dignify
I'll turn around as you wither and die

Egg 'em on, open a wrist
Pretend to hate them for it
While you hold the profits in your fist
It's fine (It's fine)
They can take another hit



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Pinenga Coddington, Dick Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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