Fire

There ain't no limit to the stratos
And we're at it again
If we admit it, it's embedded in our feathers and kin
And we could slither 'round your citadel
To better pretend, to be considered a friend
Too many letters to send and bend
But won't break, under tremendous weight
He's a menace, he's a menace who pretended to stray
Still ahead of the game, indebted to fame
The gain's just a fraction of the share that remains
We feign interest, no regret and no raise
To the stakes as they stand as we treading our way
Ready to be ready when too many refrain
And when matters are in tatters
They're emphatically brave
The pain will subside, slip out the crevice it came
And the brain is all chemistry, this ain't a debate
Let it be stated that we played to display
The path is always crooked, never straight as train

Everywhere is fire fire
Everyone's a liar liar
The streets are looking tired tired
I'm losing my desire-sire
Baby, start a fire fire
Preaching to the choir choir
The straits is gettin' dire dire
For the bird on a wire

Are we violent or exceptionally benign?
My concentration camped out, the next one in line
Sapiens the wise, destructive by design
7,000 decades of straight conquer and divide
People, people, people, this uncomfortable end
No limit to our suffering without and within
Or measure to the madness we about to begin
For no apparent reason, a bouncer's grin
Is what we are reduced to, shit that we get used to
Play the game and make a name
You've made it now, their who's-who
But sooner than you know it
You'll be fading out, a loose screw
Nothing more tragic than an ego bruised blue
Looters making loot, two plus two equals five
If everyone believes it, is it true or still a lie?
Newspeak atrocities, time and velocity
Saying everything they possibly can, no reciprocity

Everywhere is fire fire
Everyone's a liar liar
The streets are looking tired tired
I'm losing my desire-sire
Baby, start a fire fire
Preaching to the choir choir
The straits is gettin' dire dire
For the bird on a wire
We're gonna be connected to our histories
A network that we still apply selectively
We're not a true collective
But if given new perspective
To be kind can be respected
And then one by one these
Futile human flaws can be corrected
And if all that we've neglected
For too long can be perfected
We'll be stronger, more effective
Like a herd that is infected
With a word, if we dissect it
Then we'll yearn for it, protect it
So that everyone will know that
This here truly is the next shit