Exponential growth means one thing - inevitability.
Stress the systems fault lines, showing the fragility.
More people slip by the wayside, more cases slip through the cracks.
We poor have fed on rich blood and we're not turning back.
So turn the fucking tables and let the world burn.
Let it fall to pieces beneath our feet.
Turn the fucking tables and let the world burn
I dream a day is coming, when all the systems fail.
No rules, no kings, no cages, every man for themselves.
High rises evacuated into the panicked streets,
lined with liar politicians, throats cut and left to bleed.
So search in vane for your police they're hanging from the trees.
Smoke rises above the city, it smells like liberty.
So turn the fucking tables and let the world burn.
Let it fall to pieces beneath our feet.
Turn the fucking tables and let the world burn
Let it fall to pieces beneath our feet
So turn the fucking tables,
and let the world burn.
I'm rattling the keys to the kingdom,
as it all falls down.
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