Sympathy & Empathy / Halo & Pitchfork
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Comin' down for them Banker boys,
Can you see it?
Can you see it in our eyes?
We won't compromise
'Till you're rottin' in a jail cell,
Yeah, they won't care who your grandaddy was and on down.
Who's your daddy now?
Got shackles and chains for you.
Did you foolishly believe you could get us all?
We're at the castle walls -
Pitchforks and torches!
You may run but there's no where to hide,
our eyes are open wide.
Can you see it?
Can you see it in our eyes?
We won't compromise
'Till you're rottin' in a jail cell,
Yeah, they won't care who your grandaddy was and on down.
Who's your daddy now?
Got shackles and chains for you.
Did you foolishly believe you could get us all?
We're at the castle walls -
Pitchforks and torches!
You may run but there's no where to hide,
our eyes are open wide.
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