Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Vocals
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Drums
Jai O'Connor
Jai O'Connor
Bass Guitar
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Electric Guitar
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Electric Guitar
Jia O'Connor
Jia O'Connor
Bass
Anthony Kalabretta
Anthony Kalabretta
Synthesiser Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Songwriter
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Songwriter
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Songwriter
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Hadjichristou
George Hadjichristou
Producer
Dean Hadjichristou
Dean Hadjichristou
Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Enockson
Ryan Enockson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh Your heart, your home, your voice, it's got a price tag Sign in blood, bury your rights in a body bag They're feeding fear through the fault lines You heard it here first, they got your freedoms on the front line Primetime, the noose at our throats Our liberties hands run with blood of the scapegoats So tell me, how can we demonize When we can't see life through another's eyes? Pay 'em off and play 'em off Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost Pay 'em off and play 'em off But in the eyes of the storm The truth drops like a bomb The truth drops like a bomb The battle is on Hands in chains for a fist full of dollars Who do we blame for the holes in our knowledge? The past you know has been written by the victor So I ask you now, who is it writing your future? The butcher, the liar, the thief, or the killer? Your freedom died quiet in the halls of power Starved for peace, we'll eat war until it kills us Six feet deep with a belly full of bullets, oh Pay 'em off and play 'em off Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost Pay 'em off and play 'em off But in the eyes of the storm The truth drops like a bomb The truth drops like a bomb The battle is on, oh The hate runs deep, but our hopes cut deeper Now we walk through the valley in the shadow of the reaper Money talks, and it's speaking in tongues They put a price on our soul like they had already won Now open wide, I see their jaws locked tight Silent in the moment like prey in the floodlights The signal is static, baptised in fire Now we see how they talk with a mouth full of barbed wire Absolute power Absolute power Absolute power Absolute power corrupts absolutely Absolute power Absolute power Absolute power Absolute power corrupts The truth drops like a bomb The truth drops like a bomb The battle is on The truth drops like a- Absolute power corrupts absolutely, huh
Writer(s): Jeffrey Ling, Benjamin Gordon, Luke Kilpatrick, Winston Mccall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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