"GIVE YOUR KIDS A GUN TO PLAY" lyrics

Everyone's just a rat in a cage of false beliefs
Fallen angels with a preacher's grace know what they need
A million mouths fed with silver spoons
'Cause it's easier to shut up and swallow the pill
Fortune tastes of a fucked up youth
Dissociate into someone new

Come, let's smile for the camera
Give your kids a gun to play
A bit more mass hysteria
Is always good for the fame

Looking at you
This is who you are
Turning into
Another soulless piece of broken art
Your jealousy
The misery
A manifest of broken dreams
Everyone became a part of the disease
Became a part of the disease

The emperor on the screen
Tells us to feed the machine
So rip the teeth from your mouth
Free speech is the cancer
The truth is the doubt
A million souls, everything too grotesque
Collective anesthesia keeps us happy and well
Father loves to play a game with his pets
The bigger the bill, the deeper the fake

Looking at you
This is who you are
Turning into
Another soulless piece of broken art
Your jealousy
The misery
A manifest of broken dreams
Everyone became a part of the disease

And we keep marching on
Toward the downfall
All hail stupidity
We have to feed the machine

Give your kids a gun to play
Make their pain go away
Everything ends
Everything ends
At least all the drugs made us happy and well
Everything ends
Everything ends
Everything ends