Big Nasty Palpitations
Dystopian Echoes: Unveiling Society's Power Play in 'Big Nasty Palpitations'
Lyrics
The weak are the meat that the strong eat
The vulnerable are exploited by the powerful
The poor are the meat that the rich eat
The impoverished are exploited by the wealthy
Power's a drug
Power is addictive
Money's a bluff
Money is deceitful
It's all made up
The system is fabricated or false
We slide into dystopia
A descent into a nightmarish future
Clawing at the tilting glass
Struggling against a distorted reality
Our friends are going under
People close to us are suffering
Big nasty palpitations
Intense and unsettling heartbeats or anxiety
Coping mechanisms failing
Coping mechanisms are breaking down
The blood on their hands is congealing
Guilt is accumulating and solidifying
And layering
Complex and deepening consequences
Everyone's numb
Apathy or emotional numbness prevails
Big red button
A metaphorical significant decision or action
Under his thumb
Being controlled or oppressed
We slide into dystopia
A continued descent into a nightmarish future
Clawing at the tilting glass
Struggling against a distorted reality persists
Our friends are going under
Continued suffering of close associates
Big nasty palpitations
Intense and unsettling heartbeats or anxiety persist
Everyone's numb
Apathy or emotional numbness persists
Big red button
A metaphorical significant decision or action persists
Under his thumb
Continued control or oppression
Power's a drug
Power remains addictive
Money's a bluff
Deceitful nature of money persists
It's all corrupt
The system remains corrupt
We slide into dystopia
A continued descent into a nightmarish future
Clawing at the tilting glass
Struggling against a distorted reality persists
Our friends are going under
Continued suffering of close associates
Big nasty palpitations
Intense and unsettling heartbeats or anxiety persist
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