From the recording Choices
Lyrics
OUTRAGED
It’s not a tale, not a secret
subhuman race is their gold mine.
The living dead that we are
spinning the wheel of these outraged times
YOUR DEBTS ARE
THEIR BLOOD AND
YOU SHOULDN’T CARE 'BOUT WHAT THEY SAY
It’s not fake, it’s the real deal
They raise and drop your worthiness
And they boot-stomp our face forever
So they can walk their mid-class paved grace
YOUR DEBTS ARE
THEIR BLOOD AND
YOU SHOULDN’T CARE 'BOUT WHAT THEY SAY
TO YOU, TO ME