Too Many To Live

Cut, stoned
Fooled and bound

Seven and half billion lives
Many of them have to die
Pay for being
For whole life you giving
Get sick beg for relief
Too many to live
Less worth then damn flea
Kept in poverty

Goods are controlled by the few
You'll never know the whole truth
Seduced by toys
Fiction of choice
They will be slay
There is no other way
Noble acts
Things they do
They'll never be good for you
Start think
On your own
Stop trust
Live at last