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I stand here working, chained to the ground to make my bed and hope to survive. My body hurts and my stomach turns and that's the way I feel about you too. Suffer... Suffer... Bigger pockets needs bigger money. What is it worth to you? A worn-out man for a shimmering gold coin? If you work harder you'll get a reward - like what... a broken back? Suffer... Suffer... Capitalistic, materialistic! You only profit on our misery. Capitalistic, materialistic! A sacrifice gives a cheaper price. You keep on pushing it harder and harder until we hang from a rope in the ceeling. You ruining lives to fill you pockets I guess where just to stupid to realize! Suffer... Suffer... Bigger pockets needs bigger money. From Letras Mania