Lyrics

The rise of the vultures end in Defeat for those who're defending Freedoms, we should stop pretending 'Cause they'll never see it like us Their eagle's eye perspective meaning They'll never know how we're feeling 'Cause we're the pigeons they'll be feeding The crumbs, they don't see it like us And if you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all If you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all The magpie's eyes will soon be gleaming At black gold that they'll be stealing Hawk or dove, who you believing? They'll never see it like us And if you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all If you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all A certain dearth of integrity You've all got fins in the spot where your back should be And I wonder, can you sleep at night? Is a clear conscience hard to find? And if you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all And if you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all If you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all And if you fuck me over for something so small Then you'd fuck me over for anything at all