lyrics
Kingdom come…
Another selection, pick and choose, take a different direction,
Who control the information control the nation,
What you think you saw you never seen, unless the industry says
It’s what you gotta believe.
Pump harder, pull longer grow stronger,
Individuality begins to wander.
Fake news, you snooze you lose, now who you speaking to?
Everybody showing off, noone’s looking at you.
Another wake up, another dark and dreary day,
Face on the pavement, after a late nigh
Last night’s debasement leves me tired, empty, loathing…
In want of consoling. Desperately holding on to what little memory lets on.
There’s a storm coming, they look to me to be the follower, conquerer, modern-day come out and play destroyer,
“Tra-la-la” says my heart but my head spells restraint.
If you’ve got a problem, back of the line and file a formal complaint.
Fame, fortune, everything that goes with it.
You might back down but you never gonna quit it,
What the other people think is controlling your action,
Keep pushing the story til it gains some traction.
How many followers are watching your feed?
Popularity run by back stabbing and greed,
It’s another way to display for the opposite sex,
Not worrying about who the message might vex.
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come…
Kingdom come…
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come…
credits
from
Ghosts,
released March 26, 2019
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