Burn
Unplugging is impossible
Cuz I am clinging the wires in this web of lies
Guided by anxiety
Liars that live inside of me
Show biases that burn like fires
Through higher society
We're all watching the whole world end
On the screens we hold in our hands
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
Burn to the fucking ground
Subscribe to yet another fake
A hollow shell of someone showing who they wish they were
You fucking coward
You're gonna get devoured by
Power you allowed to flower
Now you'll burn until your final hour
The time has come to sever connection
Crash the server to this obsession
The time has come to free us from
Our selfishness and push us into penitence
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
All burn down
Watch all the hatred pour out from inside of me
Crying on out look to anything
Somebody
World is a virus its dancing among us
It's plagued by humanity
End is a certainty
Contrasting narratives filling the airwaves
With hatred around us to sell us their products
And curated stories to sway us
It made us elated
By hating each other
We cater to
Selfish endeavors
Like birds of a feather
They burn without measure and
Dance in the embers
The oils and lighters
The matches ignited
In lighting the flames
To burn down the world we create
Sold them my soul from the moment I owned it
They bought it and molded it
Now it is smoldering
And it's controlling me
What's got ahold of me
Where is the older me
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
Cuz I am clinging the wires in this web of lies
Guided by anxiety
Liars that live inside of me
Show biases that burn like fires
Through higher society
We're all watching the whole world end
On the screens we hold in our hands
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
Burn to the fucking ground
Subscribe to yet another fake
A hollow shell of someone showing who they wish they were
You fucking coward
You're gonna get devoured by
Power you allowed to flower
Now you'll burn until your final hour
The time has come to sever connection
Crash the server to this obsession
The time has come to free us from
Our selfishness and push us into penitence
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
All burn down
Watch all the hatred pour out from inside of me
Crying on out look to anything
Somebody
World is a virus its dancing among us
It's plagued by humanity
End is a certainty
Contrasting narratives filling the airwaves
With hatred around us to sell us their products
And curated stories to sway us
It made us elated
By hating each other
We cater to
Selfish endeavors
Like birds of a feather
They burn without measure and
Dance in the embers
The oils and lighters
The matches ignited
In lighting the flames
To burn down the world we create
Sold them my soul from the moment I owned it
They bought it and molded it
Now it is smoldering
And it's controlling me
What's got ahold of me
Where is the older me
This is the end of humanity
The walking dead are surrounding me
I'll pour the gasoline until the soil drowns
Strike the match and watch it all burn down
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Writer(s): Chris Lyon
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