Do you really want to know The price for everything under the sun? Can you buy sweat and dreams? Pay to know, pay to live But there's a price to pay Your own sons spitting in your face So lucky you won't see the day When all your friends will piss on your grave Love and hate are compromised But you don't care You pay for sex and violence And you think that it's the same You think that it's the same You can't keep this ocean of kindness It's bursting out from your rotten heart Draw a fake smile, pat some backs Free the demons it's friday night They will have a field to run Their courage soaked in cheap wine Raise your aged whiskey glass Your whole life Built on their backs Pride and faith are compromised But you don't care You pay for a status and a priest, Thinking it's the same You think it's the same But it's not It's not the fucking same You still need manpower To pump the blood through your veins It's not It's not the fucking same You still need manpower To pump the blood through your veins It's not the same It's not The same