Текст песни We The Heathens - Empty Your Pockets

Текст:

One more word and that will be enough One wrong move and you'll be in cuffs You will cry and you will plea You must learn to not test me Never ever speak your mind Swallow down my endless lies Court order this and court order that You are poor and now entrapped I'll decide whatever's your crime Watch your dollars turn to dimes You'll empty your pockets, empty them for me For my masters overflows with greed Empty your pockets, empty them for me For now it is your turn to be unseen My injustice can't be seen Forever justified my schemes Sovereign truth are my words You've a voice that can't be heard Stalk you in the dead of night Strip you of your civil rights Hidden behind a shield of gold Our wretched tales ever untold The weight of the gavel has taken its toll Unwillingly falling into their hold You'll empty your pockets, empty them for me For my masters overflows with greed Empty your pockets, turn them inside out Hand over all you can't live without Empty your pockets, to these times pay heed Believe your masters are not whom they seem

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