Dikta

Dikta - Greater Good songtekst

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Your head is dead
Though you can move your feet
Hopelessness
Is the first thing that comes to mind
Bring it down
And nobody cares one bit
Itâ??s far away
And we donâ??t know them at all
You make it sound
Like you really care about them
And all you do
Is for their own benefit
Incredible
The way you can lie to them
Maybe not
Theyâ??ll listen to anyone
How it worked
Nobody knows or cares
When walls come down
The bills will be sent to you
Open air
Is something you never see
Dictate your will
And blow up your enemies
Show no discretion
Everybody knows
Youâ??re just lucky they donâ??t care
Maybe iâ??m mistaken
Perhaps itâ??s not your fault
Perhaps itâ??s everybody else
You dug your hole, now lay in it
Then cover it up, like you always do
You made me be political
Help me, someday iâ??ll dig my own

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