As it all disappears... Can't you see that i'm sneering from ear to ear? I call it hardly a shame No consistency sustained It'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 There 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 return It'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 Spare the world the speech We're out of reach As the tables turn No blood for the leech As the tables turn Spare the world the speech As the tables turn Bad karma eats you alive Contrived intentions will enver be revived Recalled to settle the score, less of you is more It'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 Spare the world the speech We're out of reach As the tables turn No blood for the leech As the tables turn Spare the world the speech As the tables turn