The Fix Lyrics

A staged play years in the making
Arm your scapegoat then flip the switch
Thousands march towards beckoning graves
While profits are harvested hand over fist

A system designed with controlling intent
Cannot be changed from within
The illusion of choice, a coin with one side
The fix is in

Beholden to their corporate masters
Politicians privatizing genocide
Condolences offered by the same who pulled the trigger
With unblinking eyes


Sociopathic parasites licking their fingers clean
How many times must history repeat?