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Currents - Poverty of Self lyrics

Artist: Currents

album: The Way It Ends


Oh
The broken suffer, brought to their knees
The guilty prosper, consumed by greed
A vicious cycle stuck on repeat
The innocent stripped of humanity
You build your walls to keep us in
Imprisoned in our apathy
You live a life of selfishness
While we carry the dead weight
Corruption
Endless division fuelled by fear
Destruction
The end is drawing near
The broken suffer, brought to their knees
The guilty prosper, consumed by greed
A vicious cycle stuck on repeat
The innocent stripped of humanity
The classes separate, watching as the guillotine swings
Crippled with no recourse, they begin to take the lead
Ushering an age of dynasties, we are never free
This is Hell, this is Hell, poverty of self
You build your walls to keep us in
Imprisoned in our apathy
You live a life of selfishness
While we carry the dead weight
Corruption
Endless division fuelled by fear
Destruction
The end is drawing near
Poverty of self

Powered by a blood-red greed, you lurk
Searching for a means to spread your meaningless worth

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