Looking out from our crystal castles, they feel nothing at all
Watching over the huddled masses, waiting for the fall
A thirst like this can't be quenched even after they've taken all there is to give leaving nothing in their wake
A deceiving bright smile lends a handshake with the devil
Only serving a faceless king while smoke and mirrors hide everything
We are dissention
A nation of tired thieves
A fatal attraction
Addicted to meet the growing need
Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else?
Let's call this what it is; it's a shakedown
So here's your intervention
Tied to lies of our own detention
Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves
Break the glass for a moment
Overflowing but we don't show it
There's never quite enough to give; never quite enough
Don't put it past the victors to act out and play the victim
To kick you while you're in a coma
What once was yours is now left cold and grey
We are dissention
A nation of tired thieves
A fatal attraction
Addicted to meet the growing need
Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else?
Let's call this what it is; it's a shakedown
So here's your intervention
Tied to lies of our own detention
Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves
With bloodied hands we stand and shrug
Cause after all who's really won?
Standing tall as thick as thieves
Waiting for the kill to limp along

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