Lyrics:

A hell of a thing, hanging a man
Taking everything he has and all he'll ever have
Small irony
That man surely created me

Held by his reins 'til his last breath
These tiny spells of me
Increments of death
By the millions
Millions are being taken

I am you, I am everything you own
I am you

The things we do for love, the tribes we aim to please
Entitlement and title through dues and monthly fees
Interest, interest, time
All that you risk acquired

Character, capacity
Collateral and conditioning
You said credite
I said believe in me

I'm not accountable, they rush the queue alone
Competitors, predators and drones
These Western settlers, I've always warned them
Just like your granddad said, never spend what you don't have

I am you, I am everything you own
I am you
I am you, I am everything you own
I am you
I am you, I am everything you own