(Parsons/Bators)  bite on the hands that feed you  one day they'll turn on you  never trust those with power  they'll take you for a fool  take what you want and use it  ya gotta make it work for you  this time round i've had it  ya don't tell me what to do  take them and break them  make them feel it too  or soon you will face it  when they all spit on you  a flower one day withers  the end ain't never far  time will wait for no one  no matter who you are  look at the way they treat you  a pawn in a powder game  propaganda living  and you're the one to blame