No. 273 Songtext
von Sucioperro

I′m just a sucker for the truth
Time wasted, thinking constant
Questions, possibles, automatic dissonance
It was the killing of kings that opened me
Hit process, full of pessimism
It's all about the money not the casualties
It′s all about the money
Do the right thing

You talk about the pressure
I feel it but you don't know who the fuck you are
The danger of irrelevance, a generation divided
Divided


I love the wrong things, I love the wrong things
I love the wrong things, I love the wrong things

They called it righteous
Dissidents lined up to load the weapons
Ideals in conflict, whispers and secrets
Inevitable change, change
Divinity loves everyone
And damn you we love everyone
We call it righteous

Everything we do has direct consequences
Everything we do has direct consequences

Everything we do
Has direct consequences
Everything we do
Has direct consequences