Funeral Lakes - Golden Season

Power Trip

So self-assured
In your perfect world
If you don't have to
Why would you learn
Now people are talking
A familiar sound
Can't hear what we're saying
When they drown it out
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
So self-righteous
You know it all
Voice of thunder
It makes me small
So they can't see me
No not at all
But I can see you
Just as you are
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
No more bad truth
No more misuse
No more bad truth
No more misuse
In the land of all this bad news
As we approach sickening heights, we ask
Who's wrong? Who's right?
Who lives? And who dies?

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Writer(s): Christopher Hemer, Samantha Mishos
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