Want It All

The song Want It All is from the album Trick Room

Media getting us so irate
Into our homes they violate
Rip apart our bones and membranes
Injecting our minds and veins
Making us go so damn insane

You want my money
You want my soul
(You want my money)
(You want my soul)
You want my body
You want it all
(You want my body)
(You want it all)
You want control
You need control
Have you got control?
I've got it all

Hit us with your advertising
Market full of analyzing
And you're still capitalizing
Feeding us false hopes and findings
You had no remorse from the get go
It is all truth 'cause you say so
It won't hurt them if they don't know

You want my money
You want my soul
(You want my money)
(You want my soul)
You want my body
You want it all
(You want my body)
(You want it all)
You want control
You need control
Have you got control?
I've got it all

Labels try to change your image
Stereotypes are such a hindrance
Don't conform to fan-made fiction
Don't become one sorry victim
Go and exercise your freedom
Make the most of liberty in speaking
Stand up for what you believe in
Don't let them leave you beaten

Don't be afraid
Don't be alarmed
Don't feel ashamed
Don't be disarmed

You want my money
You want my soul
(You want my money)
(You want my soul)
You want my body
You want it all
(You want my body)
(You want it all)
You want control
You need control
Have you got control?
I've got it all

Don't change your form
For another's short fall
You've got it all
Don't sell your soul