How Lyrics

How lyrics

I feel so disappointed within human life



Driven by this sick ideal of buying paradise



Yeah everything is sold



But not for what it is



Money establishes the rules



Subverting human needs







Trading our lifes



Depting our minds



Dreaming to buy 







How?!



How?!



How?!



How?!







Like you 







Just like a living curse



Our life is quite insane



A sketch of what we think to be



Written on the wall of fame



A status image lie



That's what we're dying for



A pretty house



A fancy car



A plastic woman



A credit whore