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