Our pain is profit, health is poverty

unveil the truth - we've swallowed lies

they've stripped us clean - tied us to their machines

one death is tragedy - billions the industry

Epidemics equal revenue

plugged in for life as you wear that caring disguise

how many more lies am I insured for?

we pay for research while we live in disease

so sick and tired as we wait...(for you to)

Release the cure

How many more lies are you prepared to sell?

I'll swallow another pill as I drown in my wishing well

searching for something more by the light of a fading torch

weeding us out, keeping us down - involuntary unnatural selection

bleed out the money before we are dead

force us to wait as the infection spreads

all this time the clock is ticking

this is not what you'd call living...