Doesn't figure at all to me
To shroud what you hold true in mystery
Valid and justify
Why it's right that they should die

Has nothing to do with me
No it's right
Yes it's wrong

Endless suffering
Won't end the suffering
Only the facts stand in our way
No tears run down our public face

It's a truth you don't like

Take funds from the misled
Censor all the words I've said
You deceive so they don't know
The labs to which their money goes

You make me feel good about myself

Silence is your answer
So where the fucks your cure for cancer
One more big cash machine
Peddling us fictitious dreams