Status Quo Syndrome
Belligerent ignorance is their fraudulent insurance
It's no coincidence, cold-hearted charlatans
The lights are on but nobody's home
Maintain the status quo syndrome
We were strangers once too
Now, brothers in arms, United against you
On a whim, I'm going out on a limb
To say you don't have a leg to stand on
You cheated in the foot race to the upper echelon
Blind witness to this phenomenon
Attack a straw man with his hands up
Lying face down on the ground
Truth is conveniently lost and found
Contemporary slavery isn't just a memory
Demented reverie, never safe and sound
To some degree this fallacy is a travesty of fatalities
Lackluster sympathy
Filibuster soliloquy
Your talk is cheap, and it bankrupts the freedom of speech
And with all due respect, that's a bunch of malarkey
I hope you choke from all the smoke you've been blowing
Malicious militias with vicious ambitions
Guided missiles, misguided men
A malevolent precedent is set
In this tragic game of Russian roulette
The dollar signs in your eyes
Won't let you realize your life is a lie
It's no debate, can't get your story straight
Blinded in chains, the growing pains
It's no coincidence, cold-hearted charlatans
The lights are on but nobody's home
Maintain the status quo syndrome
We were strangers once too
Now, brothers in arms, United against you
On a whim, I'm going out on a limb
To say you don't have a leg to stand on
You cheated in the foot race to the upper echelon
Blind witness to this phenomenon
Attack a straw man with his hands up
Lying face down on the ground
Truth is conveniently lost and found
Contemporary slavery isn't just a memory
Demented reverie, never safe and sound
To some degree this fallacy is a travesty of fatalities
Lackluster sympathy
Filibuster soliloquy
Your talk is cheap, and it bankrupts the freedom of speech
And with all due respect, that's a bunch of malarkey
I hope you choke from all the smoke you've been blowing
Malicious militias with vicious ambitions
Guided missiles, misguided men
A malevolent precedent is set
In this tragic game of Russian roulette
The dollar signs in your eyes
Won't let you realize your life is a lie
It's no debate, can't get your story straight
Blinded in chains, the growing pains
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Writer(s): Daniel Sean Salsbury, Greyson Mac Israel, Sean Thomas Alexander
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