Detritus - Society Burning

If we rob from the future

We can keep living in the past

Investing in something

That was never meant to last

Bound by chains of luxury

Someone somewhere owns everything I see

Bound by chains of luxury

Someone somewhere owns every piece of me

Don’t call it a bail out

Call it a rescue plan

Don’t call it running away

They’re golden parachutes and a soft place to land

Yes, we’re happy to take your money

But we seem to have a slight problem

Our computers show you’re eligible

For coverage somewhere else

Bound by chains of luxury

Someone somewhere owns everything I see

Bound by chains of luxury

Someone somewhere owns every piece of me

Bound by chains of luxury

Someone somewhere owns everything you see

Someone somewhere

Owns every piece of you and every piece of me