It's just another day at the officenWho's life will hang in the balance?nCould it be a father,mother,daughter?nIf it was up to me you would all be dead on the ground face downnThis piece of paper has your name on itnJust say your last goodbyesnnShould've saw it coming.... never saw it comingnYou act if none of this was to exist in a cold cruel worldnPain is fucking money taxed with your sufferingn.....Suffer InsidennEvery head just another dollarnEvery finger just a fucking centnYour dead, i'm maniacal nYou'll be lucky for an open casket funeralnnYour body is traced in chalk but the weather will wear that awaynLook you in the eye and said nothing, began firingnnThis is where you fucking diennSaid nothing,Began firingnn