Who's ready to watch this show
Come to a close?
Who's been waiting for the credits to roll and the curtain to drop?
Well I know I have...
I've seen so much
It's amazing we still
Have our heads to think
One click of the channel
And we begin to sink
We tune in, switch on, drop out
Forgetting there's a world
Beyond these 4 walls
It's nothing but a constant
Brain dump, we're dulled
And rounded off
And we all just want a vacation
From ourselves
That's why we wrap ourselves
Up in that broadcast veil
We're so dependent of what's
Upon the screen, the shit we're
Told we're supposed to believe?
I just can't accept these
Empty words at face value
When I know...
That there's something off
With what he said
He gets up on stage
Cracks a smile, from beyond
The safety of his phone
He wages war!
And we can't help but wonder
How much is fact or fiction?
Maybe he's heaven sent?
The messiah?
While he's shaking hands
With devils and snakes
From behind closed doors
They'll decide our fate!