The Union
the world is yours
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Echoes ride, traps this crazy horse on
Through attack and suicide of horse
Only leaving chaos in his way now,
Got a sack with no remorse.
And I hear, yes, itâs screaming out in pain.
Full up to the grim ones satisfy you
Too much is never quite enough.
And itâs one for one, every man for himself.
Itâd be fun when the world is yours to sell.
And all the bounds in the city,
And all the room no more,
Thereâs a reckoning call.
No shame and no pity
As far as I can see
Look what youâve done
Take a look at what youâve done.
Wonât let her up, every man for himself
You donât give a damn, when the world is yours to sell.
The world is yours to sell.