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Tradition is calling it business Feeling only real when employed Dense from sucking on wallets It's their pockets you're arresting Money is made the maximum Quality, Only minimum An open chest shows a heart With a branded dollar sign Shut off, shut off Wastes my breath opposing For authority is all That makes this right But you're weak in my eyes my eyes my eyes.. And this is no price we'll fucking pay You're weak in my eyes man Your compromize has again Capsized in time Time Time SongtexteShutting off Income of yours There are no masks for your greed There is no heart in your conned Cash flow To which we take no part We won't take part We won't take part Aus Songtexte Mania