You've been living high
You've been hoping for more
The men in grey suits
Tell you it's for sure
And then they lock the door
Yeah, they lock the door
Stay my hand
As I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand
Bread and circuses, my life
You eat to live
Or you live to eat
The men in grey suits
Say they check out the shit
But they don't eat the meat
No, they don't touch it
Stay my hand
As I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand
Bread and circuses, my life
Catch my wrist as I clench my fist
Hide the bullets as I load the gun
Steal my heart as I go for the soul
Tell me again you're the one
Stay my hand
As I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand
Bread and circuses, my life
Stay my hand
As I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand
Bread and circuses, my life
Blood on the sand
Bread and circuses, my life