Lyrics Dead Is Dead - Pulling Teeth

Dead Is Dead

From forest to desert, a land of stress
We kill for what we do not need
Yet still we justify
I see no reason for all this death
Not needed to survive
From forest to desert, a land of stress
Cats, dogs, cows, pigs — dead is dead
You gorge on the chemicals they’re being fed
Satisfied with your selfishness
Dead is dead is dead