Syndicate

I got diamonds on my neck
So I ain't really tripping 'bout a street rat like yourself
You walked through the door at the stroke of midnight
You were really up to no good

So tell me what I want
And give me what I need
And I'll make sure you go free

'Cause it's real tight shit in the Syndicate
When you sell your soul to the Syndicate

We've been falling on hard times, can't you see?
With the flick of this trigger, it's history
Brushin' my tail from side to side
Sweepin' the shells in red

Look at me when I'm talking to you
Oh baby, I can feel your heartbeat
How's a lady like me getting caught in the fray?
Just sit still for me, darling

So there I was, shot 'em dead in the vault
I knew what had to be done

They've been having us by a string
They cut us off and never look back

So we make them bleed
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed

So we make them bleed
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed
(Sing a song about life!)

So we make them bleed
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed

So we make them bleed
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed
So we make them bleed