Through the Chain Link

We gotta get rid of these fucking money-hungry, greedy people
 Me, I'm sad, I cry
 You know, this is my, my company
 And when I die I'm going to go back to this place
 Why can't you just respect my Grandmother, you know?
 Respect my, my ways, you know?
 Your ways don't work
 It's never gonna work because you got the money in front of you, you killed your god
 How can I believe in somebody that killed their own god, and now here to destroy us?
 I did not ask for any of this but that doesn't mean
 That the sins of my father and what he passed down do not belong to me
 A foundation of shit upon which we salute, blinded by greed
 But the higher it builds, worse gets the view
 Have we learned nothing?
 Nothing at all
 Can not the prisoner dream to one day be free?
 Can not the child plagued with disease hope to end their suffering?
 Can not the mother who buries her son wish to see him again?
 It echoed in me when you said
 There is no point
 This is the world we live in
 There is no point
 This is the world we live in
 There is no point
 This is the world we live in