Our pain is profit, health is poverty   unveil the truth - we've swallowed lies   they've stripped us clean - tied us to their machines   one death is tragedy - billions the industry   Epidemics equal revenue   plugged in for life as you wear that caring disguise   how many more lies am I insured for?   we pay for research while we live in disease   so sick and tired as we wait...(for you to)   Release the cure   How many more lies are you prepared to sell?   I'll swallow another pill as I drown in my wishing well   searching for something more by the light of a fading torch   weeding us out, keeping us down - involuntary unnatural selection   bleed out the money before we are dead   force us to wait as the infection spreads   all this time the clock is ticking   this is not what you'd call living...