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It's been six months since the world went down
Now the coast is on fire while we sit around
Waiting for the news cycle to wear itself out

'Bout a million dead while the clowns walk around
In over their heads so they talk about anything else
"It is what it is," couldn't we drop it now

Stop the ride
I wanna get off
Did someone upstairs get the code mixed up
Speed of light the way we move on
To the next, to the next, to the next, to the next one

It's been five long years since the man with the wall
Came down the escalator to show them all
He'd grab anything he wanted and people only loved him more

All the king's men got together again
He'd called them names, told lies, brought their wives into it
They toed the new/old party line like they forgot about it

Stop the ride
I wanna get off
Did someone upstairs get the code mixed up
Speed of light the way we move on
To the next, to the next, to the next, to the next one

Well, the cult doesn't die when tomorrow arrives
There were two rebel flags flying high that night
And they were fighting like hell for the big lie

Now they're so obsessed with the art of deflection
Anything to keep us all from paying attention
Anything to keep us all from paying attention

Stop the ride
I wanna get off
Did someone upstairs get the code mixed up
Speed of light the way we move on
To the next, to the next, to the next, to the next
To the next, to the next...