Count The Cost

Living in a circle full of painLooking forward to the end to comeNo need listening to what you explainWe all know who are the responsible onesThey're laughing while we are lostWe'll pay the price they'll count the costOn a summer's day we feel the frostWe'll pay the price they'll count the costHow can we see when we are blindIf they are coming from behindSometimes it's hard for us to seeWhy they break the creative spines and let us bleed"THERE IS NO PARADISE TO FINDFOR THAT IT'S WORTH TO BLEEDTHOSE WHO CAN'T SEE WILL STAY BLINDIGNORE THIS FORM OF GREEDWHAT WILL IT TAKE TO MAKE 'EM SEETHERE'S NO LAND OF DREAMSA CHEAT CAN'T END YOUR POVERTYBY NO MANNER OF MEANS"...still we're in a circle full of painLooking forward to the end to comeNothing to lose and not a thing to gainWe all know who are the responsible ones