Greater Good - Dikta

Your head is dead

Though you can move your feet

Hopelessness

Is the first thing that comes to mind

Bring it down

And nobody cares one bit

It’s far away

And we don’t know them at all

You make it sound

Like you really care about them

And all you do Is for their own benefit

Incredible

The way you can lie to them

Maybe not

They’ll listen to anyone

How it worked

Nobody knows or cares

When walls come down

The bills will be sent to you

Open air

Is something you never see

Dictate your will

And blow up your enemies

Show no discretion

Everybody knows

You’re just lucky they don’t care

Maybe i’m mistaken

Perhaps it’s not your fault

Perhaps it’s everybody else

You dug your hole, now lay in it Then cover it up, like you always do You made me be political

Help me, someday i’ll dig my own