(Parsons/Bators)
bite on the hands that feed you
one day they'll turn on you
never trust those with power
they'll take you for a fool
take what you want and use it
ya gotta make it work for you
this time round i've had it
ya don't tell me what to do
take them and break them
make them feel it too
or soon you will face it
when they all spit on you
a flower one day withers
the end ain't never far
time will wait for no one
no matter who you are
look at the way they treat you
a pawn in a powder game
propaganda living
and you're the one to blame