In the End

There's a fly on the wall in the house on the hill

Where the king of the world watches TV

And the people await for his latest mandate

To a nation of angry believers

His words are a drug while his loyal band of thugs

Cover up all his many transgressions

The fly lands on his ear and whispers, "What's there to fear

As long as you're still the obsession?"

Is it too late to turn back now?

Too late to see the light?

Do you make a vow to Heaven and Hell?

When you wake up at night, do you ask yourself

In the end, did you feed them?

How'd you treat them? Is it so hard to love?

In the end, like you mean it

Like you've seen it, you get back what you give

In the end

There's a man on the cross with His arms open wide

And a fear that they'll quench the world's fires

But His name is a shield to the ones who would wield

Their own power and greed, and desire

In the end, did you need them?

How'd you treat them? Is it so hard to love?

In the end, like you mean it

Like you've seen it, you get back what you give

In the end

Is it so hard to love?

In the end

You get back what you give

In the end

You'll only live once, or maybe you live twice

Depending on how well you spent it, you see

Karma's a drag, you come back as a rat

Dodging traps set by your own descendants

Is it too late to turn back now?

Too late to turn around?

You get one chance in this life

You can turn around things or you can close your eyes

In the end, did you feed them?

How'd you treat them? Is it so hard to love?

In the end, like you mean it

Like you've seen it, you get back what you give

In the end did you hear them?

Did you feed them? Is it so hard to love?

In the end, like you mean it

Like you've seen it, you get back what you give

In the end

You get back what you give in the end

Oh, in the end

Oh, in the end