The Dead Class

Separate this division

I like your motion kid, I like your open mind
But there's something missing
Something in your eyes
The look, the shape of you
Don't be so surprised
You're not with us if you're not up with our lies
You're a step below our expectations
And low and behold we take this hate sensation
To the world, to the main stage
We're in control and you cannot stay

This upper class sickness
Tears away the sky we once knew
We are not what you're wanting
But who are you?

One foot in the door
One foot on the street
Come on over here, there's somebody I'd like you to meet
All these broken smiles
All these shifty feet
Now you see, now we must defeat
Separate these lines for everyone to see
Let the funds roll in
Money you do not need
Keep the laws intact
Speak how you should speak
All these melting lies seeping through your teeth

Why do you do this?
You don't even know us
How can you do this?
You destroyed this trust

This upper class sickness
Tears away the sky we once knew
We are not what you're wanting
But who are you?

(Separate the rich from the poor)
You belong to
(Separate the healthy from the sick)
The masses
(Separate the wrong from the right)
But everybody's
(Separate me from you)
Got nowhere to go