Purebread Songtext
von Brown Brigade

Wake up every morning
Just to punch your clock
Sleepwalk off to work
In crowded streets you flock
Born and bred to eat your brothers soul
Clouds that blind the call from our phones

Survival eats away at soul′s dead light
We work for better days not golden eyes
Consumption junction is the hero of your daily function
Your goal, your role
Your narrow mind's on hold

Lost manners in a race with time
You can′t see the starting line
Won't eat the truth we've been fed
(We′ll make with greed, contain your bread)
Big man′s small world set in your sights
You can't see what′s wrong or right
Misfed, misled, your life's been sped


Instilled mind control the dream since birth
Helps achieve for you the planet′s worth
The worth is more than all your endless greed
Make your mark because our planet bleeds

Survival eats away at soul's dead light
Let′s work for better days not trophy wives
Consumption junction leads to zero for our daily function
Your soul controlled
Our open minds stay cold

Lost manners in a race with time
You can't see the starting line
Won't eat the truth we′ve been fed
(We′ll make with greed, contain your bread)
Big man's small world set in your sights
You don′t know what's wrong or right
Misfed, misled, life′s been sped
(Vacate to hell your light is set
Can't stand the taste of your bread)

Misfed, misled, life′s been sped
Misfed, misled, life's been sped
(Can't stand the taste of your bread)