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The wrong time, the wrong place
Our smiling face of distrust
Buried the seed deep in all our heads
Prepared ourselves for the fall

The greed killing
The greed killing

Instinct to mistrust
Instinct, the lust
Their butchery of feelings
Geared for a greed killing

Greed killing

Not now, then when?
Not now, then when?
When? When? When? When?

The lust denies need
The lust denies need
Lust denies need
Lust denies need
Lust denies need

Existence is a steady flow
The molded image grows
No care, no faith in what you are
The pressure builds right from the start

Could it be just sour grapes?
Or have we failed to fit their shape?
It's always give and never take
How much more can we give?
How much more can we take?

Not now, then when?
Not now, then when?
When? When? When? When?

The lust denies need
The lust denies need
Lust denies need
Lust denies need
Lust denies need

Existence is a steady flow
The molded image grows
No care, no faith in what you are
The pressure builds right from the start
The wrong time, the wrong place   Our smiling face of distrust   Buried the seed deep in all our heads   Prepared ourselves for the fall      The greed killing   The greed killing      Instinct to mistrust   Instinct, the lust   Their butchery of feelings   Geared for a greed killing      Greed killing      Not now, then when?   Not now, then when?   When? When? When? When?      The lust denies need   The lust denies need   Lust denies need   Lust denies need   Lust denies need      Existence is a steady flow   The molded image grows   No care, no faith in what you are   The pressure builds right from the start      Could it be just sour grapes?   Or have we failed to fit their shape?   It's always give and never take   How much more can we give?   How much more can we take?      Not now, then when?   Not now, then when?   When? When? When? When?      The lust denies need   The lust denies need   Lust denies need   Lust denies need   Lust denies need      Existence is a steady flow   The molded image grows   No care, no faith in what you are   The pressure builds right from the start