Catastrophe - Cire

If it wasn’t for this crippling mixture of fear and delusion, greed and control

Then maybe we’d have a realistic picture

Of what we have bought and what has been sold

It’s the oldest way to take control

Aim their discontent at those below

Make the problem and sell the solution

Watch them line up for their executions

There’s reason to fear catastrophe… but it’s not from overseas…

It’s in DC, and on Wall Street.

It’s hiding behind your TV screen

It’s a testament to the power of fiction…

The giant can fear what it’s swallowing whole

And never suspect the ones who

Make billions from death and destruction while we pay the toll

So what will it take to look past distractions

And open your eyes to what’s ahead on the road?

Dissident camps?

Constant surveillance?

Just stare down the barrel and smile while this explodes

There’s reason to fear catastrophe… but it’s not from overseas…

It’s in DC, and on Wall Street.

It’s hiding behind your TV screen

What will you do?

Wish this away?

I’d like to say fight, but it might be too late

There’s reason to fear catastrophe… but it’s not from overseas…

It’s in DC, and on Wall Street.

It’s hiding behind your TV screen