Everybody just wants to fucking breathe
Nobody can, and everyone believes
We will just breathe later and they won't die
But truthfully they were never alive

To question the society you live in
You gotta call yourself in question
To question the answers you're given
You gotta call yourself in question

Because a cop lives inside of all our heads
We're gonna kill him dead, we're gonna finish what we started
A boss lives inside of all our heads
We're gonna kill him dead, we're gonna finish what we started

We don't need a world where a guarantee
A starvation death, impossibility
In every home a new car, a new TV
Bringing the risk of dying of boredom

To question the society you live in
You gotta call yourself in question
To question the answers you're given
You gotta call yourself in question

Because a cop lives inside of all our heads
We're gonna kill him dead, we're gonna finish what we started
A boss lives inside of all our heads
We're gonna kill him dead, we're gonna finish what we started

Only hope comes from the hopeless
Only soul comes from the soulless

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Augustus Cryns, Christopher Barker, Christopher Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Matthew Louis Merisola, Patrick C Bollinger