(Parsons/Bators)

bite on the hands that feed you

one day they'll turn on you

never trust those with power

they'll take you for a fool

take what you want and use it

ya gotta make it work for you

this time round i've had it

ya don't tell me what to do

take them and break them

make them feel it too

or soon you will face it

when they all spit on you

a flower one day withers

the end ain't never far

time will wait for no one

no matter who you are

look at the way they treat you

a pawn in a powder game

propaganda living

and you're the one to blame