The End of the World, Pt. 3

How long will we fall
Before the tidal waves reclaim the Euphrates
Sunlight reaps through the skies
Creates a perfect war
The green against the odds

If this where we come to rest
Everything's just like we said
Guns and fire, sweet nothings in the barrel of my heart
Paris burns in April snow
Hospital wards are overflowed
And then from the screens you hear red and white
The nuclear threat has escaped the night

How long will we fall
Before the tidal waves reclaim the Euphrates
Sunlight reaps through the skies
Creates a perfect war
The green against the odds

Nothing left but destructive fun
Children dead from their father's guns
All driven to hate through the tabloid headlines
"Kill yourself and cut down on the red wine"
"Don't ask questions on vaccines or Epstein"
"You can trust what you read when it's online"
All this time someone's rolling in cash from the fact checks
Demonetized "go fuck the internet"
It's a scam like we figured in school
Someone else is the victor 'cus someone else wrote the rules
It felt just like prison
And the prison's a slave trade
We're all just fresh history
Nothing has ever changed

There's a place where we're dead to the world
And I think I like feeling we could never return
When the money's all spent and the last oil's burned
We'll carve our names in synthetic wood