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hi i'm case - byzantium lyrics

freedom on a string
spring+loaded trap cages
up and up hacks
and no mask on the plague
we are the rot where the empire lays
it’s the end of an age
we got cash for the rats
tanks for the pigs
homes for the banks
but none for you to live
we are the vandals at our own gates
welcome to the byzantine age
stop it
look where we’ve gotten
our aqueducts are rotten
our have+it+alls are hoppin’
with pestilencе upon us
our interventions flopped
our mеrcenaries got us
our reputation’s lopped off
culture’s up to greenlights
execs cover up the deets
brain damage our gladiators
but f+ck ’em if they kneel, right?
trapped in algorithmic realities
this ain’t real life
d+mn, all scams to me
it’s plain to see, like
season leaders, hedonist retreats to the ether
on down low adrenochrome
from the dow+jones meter
when i say, “they don’t give a”
you say, “f+ck”
they don’t give a f+ck about you
they don’t give a f+ck
saying, “pick up your ball
go home, turn in
go to bed
time called, look at that
not the best but we just beat
rome’s world record in collapse percent
decaying market death
cult+strat, h+ll+bent
freedom on a string
spring loaded trap cages
up and up hacks
and no mask on the plague
we are the rot where the empire lays
it’s the end of an age
we got cash for the rats
tanks for the pigs
homes for the banks
but none for you to live
we are the vandals at our own gates
welcome to the byzantine age

our gods already fell from grace
welcome to the byzantine age
our false prophets all fall flat faced
welcome to the byzantine age

republicans and democrats
the party’s where the cash is
we’ll play away the game
could give a d+mn ’bout how the trash is
we’ll kick you to the alley
we coated in spikes with taxes
pick out the baddest apples
and hand ’em all guns and badges
get ravaged, then billed
for the privilege to survive
while corn+syrup drunk
sick, and oxygen+deprived
there’s ashes in the air
lead in water, blood in dirt
there’s asses who don’t care to bother
to put in the work
these private+jet+born pr+cks ain’t done sh+t
telling you to live your life right
while they shoot up and f+ck kids
the game’s fair
whether you’re rich or pale
pick a class, monopoly, player, or go to jail
we’re the empire
stars and blood and fire
we hold your freedom higher
while you reach up for hire by the winners
the spinners of a web around a lie
the victors all decided it’s cheaper to let you die
we got freedom on a string
spring loaded trap cages
up and up hacks
and no mask on the plague
we are the rot where the empire lays
it’s the end of an age
we got cash for the rats
big tanks for the pigs
homes for the banks
but none for you to live
we are the vandals at our own gates
welcome to the byzantine age

our gods already fell from grace
welcome to the byzantine age
our false prophets all fall flat+faced
welcome to the byzantine age

- hi im case lyrics

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