If I would ask the question, what would be your cancer?
Holding onto something, maybe you should let go
Holding onto nothing, you could always think twice
Take my advice
Are we the children of disease?
Step on a broken man, just to watch him bleed
Are we a product of the need?
Feeding from the trough of life, little pigs get on your knees
I feel we have direction, life is moving faster
Something turns to nothing, yes, it's starting to show
Nothing could be something, you could always revise
Take my advice
Are we the children of disease?
Step on a broken man, just to watch him bleed
Are we a product of the need?
Feeding from the trough of life, little pigs get on your knees