| They keep asking how we got to this place |
| I can answer that with a question |
| Let me ask you how you lost your faith |
| Ask your god why he withholds his blessings |
| I see them falling in the gap between the wage |
| I see them falling and there’s no-one catching |
| We’re chasing dollars with slaveowners on the face |
| Those are the dollars that we’re never gonna make |
| (Yo!) |
| Sell me out down the shallow river |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Sell me out down the shallow river |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Sold me out, sold me out |
| You sold me out to the highest bidder |
| Sold me out, sold me out |
| You sold me out to the highest bidder |
| You’re missing every single shot you don’t take |
| So fill your quota with these moving targets |
| They push you then tell you stay in your place |
| Eyes on the profit, don’t you miss the market |
| You say you’re hungry with a mountain on your plate |
| You say you’re hungry while the world is starving |
| We’re chasing dollars with slaveowners on the face |
| They crack the whip and hope our backs don’t break |
| (Yo!) |
| Sell me out down the shallow river |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Sell me out down the shallow river |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Could I hate you more? |
| Sold me out, sold me out |
| You sold me out to the highest bidder |
| Sold me out, sold me out |
| You sold me out to the highest bidder |
| behind a fucking desk |
| You slaves |