I was a boy that was once so full of joy
Till you took it away and showed me what ugly means
Now across the sea on foreign shores my brothers fight
And we know it's not right
Well money gets the best of us

We're buying stocks in war machines
To build the house of our dreams
I know that you've got to feel something

Dismiss the wretched and the poor
On those in need you lock the door
You make me want to
Believe in karma and everything

But no, not today
I wanna watch you hang
Watch you hang

Now all my parts
Are made of plastic and of steel
With no beating heart
I might as well be a clone

Advertise my life
Sell my soul on the social net
I've got no reason
To remain alone anymore