Lost The Spark Letra

And I'm sure the govenor can help you see

that the lower class don't need to eat.

Friend to the people,

is your state such a wreck

that you'd like to see sliced wrists?

that you'd like to see roped necks?

You can't talk but I see your lying smile,

you make hope a dream, an unachievable dream,

while they sign your life on the line

and leave you on the streets to die.

Why should they care,

it's not their blood,

it's yours.