Punk anti-establishment lyrics. |
You think you see it all, You think you fooled us now. Throwing such stones, from your glass house above. You think you have it all mapped out. But this is just the calm before the storm. Impending war with sticks and stones, Will be what’s left from here. Preaching your own fate, rejection will meet your doom. The dollar’s half down The jobs are all full You think it’s getting better But this is the calm before the storm. You talk about change. You think you found an answer. Just another vise, to curb the inquisitive. You think you have it all mapped out. But this is just the calm before the storm. You think your route is pure you're lost as anyone else The change is never coming and the rich are getting richer. Impending war with sticks and stones, Will be what’s left from here. Preaching your own fate, rejection will meet your doom. The dollar’s half down The job’s are all full. You talk about change. You think you found an answer. You speak as smooth as silk, but your words fall short of lies. Is it not our time to revel? Time to clear the air. You are preaching to a deaf crowd, as your head is getting bigger. Lost are we In a sea of lies. Impending war is near, for the calm is ending here. |