World on Fire
What if I told you its' all a lie
What if I said that they don't care
Everything you see is just one big illusion
And I dare you to look away
Take a deep look at your life
What is it that keeps you awake and up all night?
They all thrive, they all crave, for your attention
And just like sheep we move, we move towards the light
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
Big brother sees your every move
And once you're in the fold, he sticks to you like glue
Try our best, but there's nothing we can do
Nothing we can do, to protect our situation
Count the views, track the moves, play the blues
Infinite scroll but no imagination
Sell our time but it doesn't make no cents
Free our souls of these evil machinations
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
We are the chosen ones, a confused generation
And we have nothin' to lose
Strike a match, light a flame, blow the fuse
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
What if I said that they don't care
Everything you see is just one big illusion
And I dare you to look away
Take a deep look at your life
What is it that keeps you awake and up all night?
They all thrive, they all crave, for your attention
And just like sheep we move, we move towards the light
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
Big brother sees your every move
And once you're in the fold, he sticks to you like glue
Try our best, but there's nothing we can do
Nothing we can do, to protect our situation
Count the views, track the moves, play the blues
Infinite scroll but no imagination
Sell our time but it doesn't make no cents
Free our souls of these evil machinations
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
We are the chosen ones, a confused generation
And we have nothin' to lose
Strike a match, light a flame, blow the fuse
Without a masterplan, with nothin' in hand
We're gonna set this world on fire
We have the gift of time, and we have an axe to grind
And we're gonna set this world on fire
And we'll dance on their funeral pyre
Credits
Writer(s): Norbert Cyril Fernandes
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