We're alive and we're among you, we breed and we conceive you, you live because we allow you to live and you breathe because we allow you to breathe
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You walk, you talk, you breathe, cuz we need you to
Work, produce, be used, when we want you to.
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You eat, you taste, enjoy when we allow you to
Relax, you sleep, you feel, when we force you to
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We're alive and we're among you, we breed and we conceive you, you live because we allow you to live and you breathe because we allow you to breathe
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You walk, you talk, you breathe, cuz we need you to
Work, produce, be used, when we want you to.
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You eat, you taste, enjoy when we allow you to
Relax, you sleep, you feel, when we force you to
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You walk, you talk, you breathe, cuz we need you to
Work, produce, be used, when we want you to.
You're incapable to think of breathe for yourself.
We pull the strings, cut out the wings
We're in charge of all the peace and of all the noise.
You think there is a God, you are only toys
You're toys
You eat, you taste, enjoy when we allow you to
Relax, you sleep, you feel, when we force you to
Writer: OLE ANDERS OLSEN, SEBASTIAN R. KOMOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.