Manwell - PROFIT Lyrics

You don't want to give me the truth
You want to fake it for profit
Convincing me to take off the headset
While my eyes still closed
I don't want to live by your rules
You don't like something, you off it
Disclosing the word of God
I suppose you cannot be exposed
Hanging by the low fruit
Waiting in pain everyday for a profit
They sell you a savory dream
So you'll keep on doing the work
If you choke, it don't matter
A system that won't earn itself, so suffer for matter
Materialistic thoughts exist
To be fuel for the ones who hold your existence
And if they catch a slave not working
A new credit score is the insist
Locked you inside of a wish list
But hey, that's just business
They don't want a nation of thinkers
That's why the streets filled with blicks
They want a nation of workers
And you gon' work till it make you sick
Don't blink, let go of your mental
Keep that thought crossing by instrumental
You're body dying, cause you're body rental
How can eight billion people be central?
Bit coincidental, don't you think?
Crisis existential, makes you reek
Your lies fundamental
Blood inked
And you don't wanna
You don't wanna
And you don't wanna
You don't wanna
You don't want to give me the truth
You want to fake it for profit
Convincing me to take off the headset
While my eyes still closed
I don't want to live by your rules
You don't like something you off it
The machine of endless power
Not so cleverly composed
You don't want to give me the truth
You want to fake it for profit
Convincing me to take off the headset
While my eyes still closed
I don't want to live by your rules
You don't like something you off it
Acting the same all throughout generations
Putting us all in a coffin
UH!