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What the fuck! What the fuck were you thinking?! Pull the wool over, cover my eyes With your false truths and your blatant lies See complacent stares through controlling eyes Pull the wool over, cover my eyes Enforcing all your rules through policemen and TV You are the world's greatest artist Schoolbooks are your tapestry Woven intertwining hate controlled by your ministry I hold the scissors in my hand Cut the fabric, make you bleed Pull the wool over, cover my eyes We are the ones that make you weak Pull the wool over, cover my eyes Your sick infection a disease Pull the wool over, cover my eyes I want to see you on your knees Pull the wool over, cover my eyes False idols, cheap thrills, fucking sleaze Paint a pretty picture (Get up!) You control the weak (Rise up!) You sell your lies, your drugs, your hate (Get up!) You sell us our own agony (Rise up!) Put yourself in another man's shoes (Get up!) Remember what it's like to be (Rise up!) The one who hates you (Get up!) The one who wants to see you bleed (Rise up!) See you bleed See you bleed See you bleed See you bleed Pull the wool over, cover my eyes We are the ones who make you weak Pull the wool over, cover my eyes I will not let you poison me Pull the wool over, cover my eyes No sex, no drugs, no sir, not me Pull the wool over, cover my eyes Priests, politicians and cops like to fuck Just as much as you and me You've got a price out on your head It's called freedom, you're fucking dead You've got a price out on your head It's called freedom, you're fucking dead You've got a price out on your head It's called freedom, you're fucking dead You've got a price out on your head It's called freedom, you're fucking dead You're fucking dead |