I got a message from the screen subliminal   Like a sign saying no one cares no more   and all the networks and the TV stations   feed me lies and simple explanations   on the state of this nation love   But they can't fool me      You still need my hands to feel   'Cause your lips taste just like money      Chorus:   You start a fire and it smells like chemicals   You still need my heart to bleed   And does the networks and the TV stations   As you get higher you will hit the all time low   and the lies, the sex, the fake relations   tell you something about the state      of the nation love   Chorus:   You still need my hands to feel   'Cause your lips taste just like money   You still need my heart to bleed      On the sky train cross this city   Just like money...      Concrete high rise I need no pity   Take your skin off it might fit me now   Jesus died and God's gone missing   Love is dead and you're so pretty baby      You still need my heart to bleed   You still need my hands to feel   'Cause your lips taste just like money   'Cause your lips taste just like money      You still need my eyes to see   You still need my lungs to breathe   Just like money...      Just like money...   Just like money...   Just like money