Looking out from our crystal castles, they feel nothing at all Watching over the huddled masses, waiting for the fall A thirst like this can't be quenched even after they've taken all there is to give leaving nothing in their wake A deceiving bright smile lends a handshake with the devil Only serving a faceless king while smoke and mirrors hide everything We are dissention A nation of tired thieves A fatal attraction Addicted to meet the growing need Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else? Let's call this what it is; it's a shakedown So here's your intervention Tied to lies of our own detention Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves Break the glass for a moment Overflowing but we don't show it There's never quite enough to give; never quite enough Don't put it past the victors to act out and play the victim To kick you while you're in a coma What once was yours is now left cold and grey We are dissention A nation of tired thieves A fatal attraction Addicted to meet the growing need Why do we lie to ourselves or anyone else? Let's call this what it is; it's a shakedown So here's your intervention Tied to lies of our own detention Each breath we take makes us feel as thick as thieves With bloodied hands we stand and shrug Cause after all who's really won? Standing tall as thick as thieves Waiting for the kill to limp along