Content to Let the World Burn

Just a song I wrote while feeling depressed.

Match lit

Flames bright

Stops death

Takes life

Can't stop

The fire

 

It grows and it burns and we scream and we shout

We beat with our hands but we can't put it out

 

Refrain

As long as we don't have to breath the ashes

Yeah, we're content to let the world burn (x4)

 

Little kids

Eyes bright

Then the light

Leaves their eyes

Dreams killed

Burn bright

 

It grows and it burns and we scream and we shout

We beat with our hands but we can't put it out

 

Refrain

 

Let's solve the problems

But money trumps all

Please solve the problems

But money trumps all

Come on, solve the problems

But money trumps all

Can't solve the problems

'Cause money trumps all

 

 

We sit back and we feel comfy

'Cause we think everything is in slow motion

Then we realize it's coming faster than we think

And it's too late to stop the commotion

 

Don't worry

It's in slow motion (x4)

 

Refrain

 

It's up to us

To save the world

Put your helmet on your head

And unsheath your sword (x repeat until faded out) 

The End

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