[Intro] They smile for the cameras, they polish the frame But the cuffs tell stories they never would name Crowd, let me see you If you know what it costs When the rich draw maps And the poor get lost [Verse] Suits with blood on the cuffs, white shirts clean Gold watch shining on a war machine Press room calm, but the numbers don’t lie Every contract signed got a mother’s cry They say peace with a handshake, profit with a grin Then they sell both sides and call it discipline Flags in the background, eyes on the stock While the whole world shakes to the tick of the clock [Pre-Chorus] Who sold the fire They did Who wrote the bill They did Who paid the price We did Who had enough We did [Chorus] Suits with blood on the cuffs, don’t hide from the light We see every shadow that you drag through the night Suits with blood on the cuffs, hear the crowd get loud You can buy the headline but you can’t buy the crowd Suits with blood on the cuffs, every lie gets named Every clean little speech gonna walk through flame Suits with blood on the cuffs, let the brass band cry No more pretty words for the way people die [Verse] They got think tanks thinking how to sell us more fear Got a fresh new enemy every election year Got the charts, got the polls, got the perfect disguise But the truth got fingerprints under the lies One hand signs peace, one hand feeds war One hand knocks on a locked poor door Then they talk about order from a balcony seat While the hungry find rhythm with stones in the street [Pre-Chorus] Who sold the fire They did Who wrote the bill They did Who paid the price We did Who had enough We did [Chorus] Suits with blood on the cuffs, don’t hide from the light We see every shadow that you drag through the night Suits with blood on the cuffs, hear the crowd get loud You can buy the headline but you can’t buy the crowd Suits with blood on the cuffs, every lie gets named Every clean little speech gonna walk through flame Suits with blood on the cuffs, let the brass band cry No more pretty words for the way people die [Interlude] Brass blow heavy Drums stay steady Crowd say never We stay ready [Breakdown] Name that deal Name that plane Name that profit Name that pain Name that suit Name that lie Name that reason People die [Build-up] From the front to the back, let the rhythm accuse Every hand in the air got nothing to lose From the left to the right, let the bassline rise We put truth on the stage and fire in the skies [Chorus] Suits with blood on the cuffs, don’t hide from the light We see every shadow that you drag through the night Suits with blood on the cuffs, hear the crowd get loud You can buy the headline but you can’t buy the crowd Suits with blood on the cuffs, every lie gets named Every clean little speech gonna walk through flame Suits with blood on the cuffs, let the brass band cry No more pretty words for the way people die [Outro] Wipe your hands, but the stain won’t move Hide your face, but the bass got proof Crowd still shouting as the stage lights rust Suits with blood on the cuffs