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Greed MachineIn a world where everyone's to blameAs the rich line their pockets with your pain The jaws are open wide Increasing with your screams All fall upon your knees To feed the greed machine The putrid stench sticks inside your throat The devils in suits cast the final vote Waiting to pounce and steal your dreams Just wolves with cunts clothing |