profitable after its paved   just cover up the blood stains   in the name of great business   you've ruined us      streets cut like knives   sever our history   something we believed in      and you're good decisions arent so good   for everyone, but at least you'll get your pay   and trust us you will pay   i hope they get what they need   because our veins are the ones that are cut   and now they're covered up by their sleeves      place us in our cold caskets   just like you're planting a seed   we will grow and you know revenge keeps   as you sew, so shall you reep   all that profit   you seize the day and salivate   at the thought of it      one way or another this will end   you always found comfort in emptiness