Such a desperate situation
Living in this hell on earth, yeah
We went deep inside of your room
And turned out all your lights
Made it so you could not find the door
We've got a system
We write the rules, we medicate
Brothers and sisters
There are no losers in this game
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Blood spilled on the escalator
Sacrificed at the make up counter
Maybe we can come back
When you get your stitches out
I'm sure we'll find something for you to do
Yes, we'll find something for you to do
I'm sure we'll find something for you to do
We've got a system
We write the rules, we medicate
Brothers and sisters
There are no losers in this game
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh
It's a dirty shame
Your courage leaves you
When you need it most, yeah
We've got a system
We write the rules, we medicate
Brothers and sisters
There are no losers in this game
We've got a system
We make the rules, we medicate
Brothers and sisters
There are no losers in this game
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh
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