Plagues

We've been caught in a trap
To fuck us all
Was just an itch to scratch
You wanna sell it all so you can feed your greed
While your doorstep could see this all collapse

Well your beds are overflowing
But your banks are overseas
You make profit over promises
That bring us to our knees
"Believe me" means "fuck you" as they say
"Welcome to the new world order"

Watching on
Looking Through

Can't live off hope alone
There's a fine fucking line between
Blind and Optimistic
Is is a grave if you live in a hole
Or are we digging just to make us fit?

Now these plagues are at your door
Can we ask the question
Where will we run to?
Where will we run?

Liar
Liar
Liar
Liar
Liar
Liar
Liar
Liar

You sit watching as the world all falls apart
You sit laughing as it tears families apart
Turn to vultures
Burn our futures
Throw ashes to the wind

Now these plagues are at your door
Can we ask the question
Where will we run to?
Where will we run?
Who's the one that's keeping score?
Can we ask the question
Where will we run to?
Where will we run?

We've been caught in a lie
We've been caught in a trap
We've been caught in a lie
We've been caught in a trap

We've been caught in a
Fox hunt, circle jerk
Directed animosity
Glass box, class war
Mental penitentary
Cardboard construct
Political philosophy
Looking out for any way
To point the finger at you

Watching on
Looking through
Searching for common ground
Looking through
Watching on

Now these plagues are at your door
Can we ask the question
Where will we run to?
Where will we run?
Who's the one that's keeping score?
Can we ask the question
Where will we run to?
Where will we run?



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Buckley
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