our lives are not expendable
our murdering wheels are stuck in the bloodstream
i am still a cannibal
for all my footsteps scarred in the grief, yeah
a silent cry, bloody wad
all our corsets have been tied 
to satisfy their appetites
our no good reason why

we are all animals
so we suffer in kind
all our customs leave our consciousness behind
all this balance [bad word] and I won't consume you 
if you breath what i do and bleed in red too

we paint a picture of human nature
this distance that we fight
to the second they collected
you didn't have to die
preaching war the class war
property violence carries greed so the prisons 
from the back of the store
we look at our laws ripped to pieces

we are all animals
so we suffer in kind
all our customs leave our consciousness behind
all this balance [bad word] and I won't consume you 
if you breath what i do and bleed in red too

we are all animals
so we suffer in kind
all our customs leave our consciousness behind
all this balance [bad word] and I won't consume you 
if you breath what i do and bleed in red too

did they smile through their teeth 
when they told you
you deserve this professional mess
speaking from the side of their mouth
letting you fallow with an isolation
giving strength to weakness
strength to weakness
death is big business
not for you and all the dead
it's not collateral whoa oh

collateral whoa oh [x2]