Chaos Lyrics - Raised Fist

Six-figure salary and still not fed up with insanity 

Sound like you are mentally ill and I still 

Wonder why you keep chasing the dollar bill 

So fix your lips your hips, acting like 20 and you can't come to grips 

With the plague ordinary people call age 

You are working overtime, as a banker. Organized crime 

Leather shoes, expensive watch, big mansion, still you cry at night 

Let it be said, they should be fucking dead 

Let it be said, they should be dead 

How sweet, your kids in the backseat while you 

Smoke and work on the next tweet 

Everyone in the gang so happy, then it ends with a bang 

A piece of processed food in the corner of your mouth 

When you pushed her south and became the man that you did not plan 

It was like you could not command your own body 

You could not withstand 

Done, when done, cash in the hand 

Zip your pants up, back to a happy marriage in familyland 

Let it be said, they should be fucking dead 

Let it be said, they should be dead 

When I feel down and low, in the city of cold where the snow falls 

And no flowers seem to grow 

We try to go out on tour,we try to ignore the insecure media whores 

Burning out of fucking control 

Let it be said, they should be fucking dead 

Let it be said, they should be dead 

Let it be said 

Now let it be said