Bête Noire

Why, why so cruel a fate as this?
To recognize a broken system
I further just to exist
To have my eyes still open
While my body's so lifeless

Our future so dire, now let us all pray
The dollar our altar, American way

Say "Hail to the thief", united in greed
And fuck over anyone just to succeed
You say nothing's owed, but they who control
Will never let go until we pick through their bones

They monetize both war and victim
And profit from sickness
We slowly die just getting by while
The wealthy rape children
Knock it down, and start from pavement
Even though a privileged statement
I won't stand its abatement
It won't be offered, it must be taken

Our future so dire, now let us all pray
The dollar our altar, American way

Say "Hail to the thief", united in greed
And fuck over anyone just to succeed
You say nothing's owed, but they who control
Will never let go until we pick through their bones
'Cause if this way was right, why are we so far gone?
We say what is owned and they who control
Will never let go until we pick through their bones

Tear limb from fucking limb
And feel the blood in your teeth
One day, they'll leave us no choice
We are a cornered beast
We've starved while they feast
While they feast
We are all incomplete, I've got no remedy
But we're all sick and I think everybody sees
What do you see?

Say "Hail to the thief", united in greed
And fuck over anyone just to succeed
You say nothing's owed, but they who control
Will never let go until we pick through their bones (hail to the thief)
'Cause if this way was right, why are we so far gone?
We say what is owned and they who control
Will never let go until we pick through their bones



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Mabry, Scott Fisher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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