Tell me now.
I gave you razor blade.
I gave you rampage for stinty.
Of each day and year.
I gave you wars.
For gold, oil,
whatever.
I gave you tons of loaded guns.
I gave you wars for your house, for your life.
Barbed wire and * cops to stand guard.
I gave you hate,
fear,
and money.
So much money.
I gave you self-destruction,
presidents and kings,
thugs and nations.
I gave you hope, all you need.
Xanax and cocaine, religions.
I gave you this dream to put your life on it.
I gave you freedom.
I gave you food.
I gave you power.
Erase and glimpse.
Freedom, freedom and frontiers.
Freedom to kill and bore them.
You're still getting used.
I gave you popcorns and cupcakes.
Coway and drums.
Scrubber and each shakes and 76.
I gave you gold, the sea to wipe the lost.
All the disaster by the ghosts.
I gave you clouds, I gave you porn.
I gave you the stars and the dreams.
I gave you fire, anger, loneliness.
And you take it all and you say thanks, but...
How can you breathe?
How can you breathe?
How can you sleep?
How can you sleep?
How can you look at yourself?
How can you breathe?
Tell me now.