Global Plague - Racks

Take a step to the edge
And you'll finally see it

Another day, another breath
Until there's nothing left
Fool's gold from the soulless

Paper thin promises
Bind the herd to the words
"Don't think, Give your life to your work"

Simple pleasures
Make it better
Indulged in useless bullshit

Take the shot
If you wanna survive
As the top looks down
To you watch your hopes die

No reason
To stay strong
For no one

Burn
In the hell you've built
Strike the world down
Just to wallow in filth

Blood
Shed by everyone else
Status ain't shit
And you'll never achieve it

Burn
In the hell you've built
Strike the world down
Just to wallow in filth

Blood
Shed by everyone else
Status ain't shit
While you're starving to death, bitch

Fill the bag up
Got me fucked up
Fill the fantasy
Consume the wealthy

Kill a brother
For another
Hit of that shit
Tearing holes in our pockets

Status ain't shit and you'll never achieve it

Status ain't shit

Burn
In the hell you've built
Strike the world down
Just to wallow in filth

Blood
Shed by everyone else
Succumb to the one
Inducing the sepsis

Burn
In the hell you've built
Strike the world down
Just to wallow in filth

Blood
Shed by everyone else
Status ain't shit
When you're starving to death, bitch

Status ain't shit
And you'll never achieve it

Status ain't shit
And you'll never achieve it

Status ain't shit
And you'll never achieve it

Written by:
Bram Epstein

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