As the dollar exchanges the hand of many There lie the poor who dream of having enough for today The rich control the government while the gangs control the streets It's hand against the sword till the strong take out the weak It's all a competition to see who will get the bigger bite Men driven by obsessions , the more they get the more they want To have it all, they gotta see they're plagues upon the wall Blinding obsessions Blinding obsessions You gave up all your rights as you turnde to the needle And now you've gone so fat, there is no turning back Do what it takes, you've gotta have it all There's something in your blood that pulls the number Makes a call, it doesn't really matter if you lose it all Just as long as you feed this desire inside of you Can't you see you're destroying your life? Turn away it's not what it's made out to be, oh don't you see? There's a dead end there for you Blinding obsessions Blinding obsessions