Clear Lines - Death Is Not Glamorous

Take us for fools but we’re wise to your shit

Brainwashed in schools but we f*cking see through it

Force us to consume, define our taste

I’d rather starve than eat your waste

Capitalize on a culture of cruelty

Living off scraps from the slaughterhouse, not me

Profit margins, don’t think that we don’t see

An easy buck, don’t seem so easy to me

A lucky break, you make I hard to breathe

A f*cking gold mine

Stay clear, I’m staying free