Mercenary

Running Death

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Sometimes we're losing out mind
When we're about to find
Out how to make cash
When we embrace the insane
Our wallet's our brain
We accept to crash

The notes are blinking in our eyes
We're casting shadows of demise
Of demise!

We're blind to see what we need
Drowning in a sea of greed
Running out of breath
Appeal to reason's in vain
Causing suffering and pain
Careless about death

The notes are blinking in our eyes
We're castings shadows of demise
Of demise!

We are going to accept
That somebody dies
Walking with the devil
Believing our lies
We prefer to be mercenary

Attracted by the bastard mole
Tumbling down the rabbit hole
Give me peace, give me relieve!

Help me be a good slave
Show me ho I should behave
Give me peace, give me relieve!