Lyrics

Every dollar that i've made At every show i've ever played And every place that i've ever signed my name And everything i've ever bought On credit, at the company shop And all the bills that i'll never pay And all the progress that is claimed In the name of the modern day and age And every ballot stuffed in the box And all of the incentives that Turned the cell blocks into tourist traps And every bullet that they've ever shot And all your evidence of entropy And your dogmatic brand loyalty And the pride that comes before the fall And every inch of the rising sea And all the cops out on the street And every reason that i feel small Oh, burn it all. oh, burn it all From every epicenter of every urban sprawl Through the streets downtown to the empty shopping malls Through the corridors of every city hall And every brick in every border wall Oh, burn it all. oh, burn it all
Writer(s): John Cichy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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