Make 'Em Pay Songtext
von Pharmacose
Make 'Em Pay Songtext
They tell lies in their disguise and make ridiculous claims
They keep attacking while I′m slacking and just watching the flames
Nothing's just, there′s no one free
Mistrust, this reality
It's time to act now that I've cracked and had enough of the games
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make ′em pay
We tend to cower at the power and just look away
Act indifferent or plead ignorant, pretend it′s okay
Arrogance, apathy, naivety
No excuse to me
Nothing good comes from could or would
So kneel and pray
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make 'em pay
Where is your mettle?
Did it atrophy?
Found a place to settle in fantasy
They don′t have to take
What you choose to give
You're free to forsake this all to live
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
Make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
I wanna make 'em pay
Make ′em pay
Make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
I wanna make ′em pay
They keep attacking while I′m slacking and just watching the flames
Nothing's just, there′s no one free
Mistrust, this reality
It's time to act now that I've cracked and had enough of the games
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make ′em pay
We tend to cower at the power and just look away
Act indifferent or plead ignorant, pretend it′s okay
Arrogance, apathy, naivety
No excuse to me
Nothing good comes from could or would
So kneel and pray
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make 'em pay
Where is your mettle?
Did it atrophy?
Found a place to settle in fantasy
They don′t have to take
What you choose to give
You're free to forsake this all to live
How much fear must they spread?
How many fields filled with dead?
How much blood must they shed to get their way?
I wanna make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
Make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
I wanna make 'em pay
Make ′em pay
Make ′em pay
Make 'em pay
I wanna make ′em pay
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