Capsize

Tradition is calling it business

Feeling only real when employed

Dense from sucking on wallets

It's their pockets you're arresting

Money is made the maximum

...quality, only minimum

An open chest shows a heart

With a branded dollar $ign

Shut off, shut off

Wastes my breath opposing

For authority is all

That makes this right

But you're weak in my eyes

And this is no price we'll fucking pay

Your compromise has again

Capsized in time

Shutting off income of yours

There are no masks for your greed

There is no heart in your conned

Cash flow, to which we take no part

We won't take part