Conspire to Catch Fire
Conspiring Flames: Unveiling Life's Theatrics
Lyrics
I think we're on the verge of something biblical
I believe we are on the brink of something extraordinary and impactful.
(Set course for Andromeda)
(Let's aim for the Andromeda galaxy.)
We're about to destroy the world
We are about to bring about the end of the world.
Or so you'd think
Or at least that's the perception.
Because when we get bored
When we become uninterested,
The drama spreads like an angry horde
drama spreads rapidly, like an angry crowd.
Angry, living with crossed wires
Angry, living with conflicting emotions.
We conspire to catch fire
We collaborate to ignite intense emotions.
And exaggerate the pain
And we magnify the pain,
So it justifies the blame
to justify placing blame.
Why do you blame all the people you see on screen?
Why do you criticize all the people on the screen?
You know it's not their fault you life's a tragedy
It's not their fault that your life is tragic.
You hate your job
You despise your job,
And your kids hate you guts
and your children detest you intensely.
You can walk but still use a crutch
You can walk, but you still rely on support.
Angry, living with crossed wires
Angry, living with conflicting emotions.
We conspire to catch fire
We collaborate to ignite intense emotions.
For a reason to complain
Seeking a reason to complain,
Sad reacts only
expressing sadness only.
If you'd stop the focus on spite
If you shift your focus from malice,
You'd see the world's quite alright
you'll realize the world is quite fine.
But you live to spread the strife
But you thrive on spreading conflict.
Don't believe the hype
Don't believe in exaggerated claims.
Angry, living with crossed wires
Angry, living with conflicting emotions.
We conspire to catch fire
We collaborate to ignite intense emotions.
And beg to stay alight
We plead to remain passionate,
To give the rage the extra might
to give the anger additional strength.
But I see, the world is not so dire
Yet, I perceive the world is not as bleak,
When you step out from the mire
when you step away from the muck.
But no-ones listening
No one pays attention,
Happiness is not that interesting
because happiness is not captivating.
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