What if the world is ending
and our future's not for long
what if we're merely bending
what's been broken all along
How long can we be silent
to our fellow passers-by
wondering where our time went
living, dying to know why
Where oh where can love be found?
in this twisted human race
**** the West, then march Eastbound
we're no doubt nature's disgrace
And what's to say about dismay?
that somehow we've not yet gotten
money is all they take for pay
to confess our sins, forgotten
The searing flame, I've learned to tame
to appease those in fear of fire
you fool yourselves in search of fame
honesty creates the liar
And who's to blame behind the shame?
the king, or we, the lowly pawns
to us of course it's all the same
oh well, long live we kings of cons
But what if we're just lonely?
what is right becomes all wrong
what happens when "if only"
means "i've waited much too long"