Consume from Crossroads by Wishes for the Well

The show is over
I can't tell you how it ends
So pull me closer
Before it's all that we have left
My heart is starving
Always hungry for the scraps
This world is burning
All for a golden plated mess

So keep up, keep up this delusion we're stuck in
I'll make up, make up all the lies that you're spinning
We'll grow up, grow up without finding a reason
We'll blow up, blow up before we ever find our way

All hail the misery
Let's all dance until we're dead
Just before there's nothing left
Watch it all come crashing down
Let's all bow down to the king
Hear his laughter, feel his sting
Until you learn
All hail the age of greed

Our time is over
I can show you how we end
So pull me closer
And put the bullet in my head
People are starving
Always hungry for the scraps
Themselves they're carving
All for a broken rotting mess

So keep up, keep up this illusion I'm weaving
Give up, give up everything that your dreaming
Wake up, wake up to the silent screaming
And give up, give up finding who I am

All hail the misery
Let's all dance until we're dead
Just before there's nothing left
Watch it all come crashing down
Let's all bow down to the king
Hear his laughter, feel his sting
Until you learn
All hail the age of greed

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