Peace Through Superior Firepower - Counterpunch

Looking out from our crystal castles, they feel nothing at all

Watching over the huddled masses, waiting for the fall

A thirst like this can’t be quenched even after they’ve taken all there is to

give leaving nothing in their wake

A deceiving bright smile lends a handshake with the devil

Only serving a faceless king while smoke and mirrors hide everything

We are dissention

A nation of tired thieves

A fatal attraction

Addicted to meet the growing need

Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else?

Let’s call this what it is;

it’s a shakedown

So here’s your intervention

Tied to lies of our own detention

Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves

Break the glass for a moment

Overflowing but we don’t show it

There’s never quite enough to give;

never quite enough

Don’t put it past the victors to act out and play the victim

To kick you while you’re in a coma

What once was yours is now left cold and grey

We are dissention

A nation of tired thieves

A fatal attraction

Addicted to meet the growing need

Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else?

Let’s call this what it is;

it’s a shakedown

So here’s your intervention

Tied to lies of our own detention

Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves

With bloodied hands we stand and shrug

Cause after all who’s really won?

Standing tall as thick as thieves

Waiting for the kill to limp along