As The Tables Turn

as it all disappears...
can't you see that i'm sneering from ear to ear?
I call it hardly a shame
no consistency sustainedit's synthetic to take your own advice
but you can't avoid it
now it's dramatic to be your own disguise
when the butcher's hand is minethere is no room to improve
there's no demand for the product of your next move
fuel you were using to burn
is charring you in returnit's synthetic to take your own advice
but you can't avoid it
now it's dramatic to be your own disguise
when the butcher's hand is mine