The Collapse of Mount Plethora (Acoustic Version)

We're in plethoric crisis boots on necks is the bourgeoisie

As we beg his royal highness sir please spare your change for me

We're so tired that we struggle to breathe

We're so scared of what we were meant to be

Out of time for us to hang tight and see

It's a minute to midnight they're just watching us bleed

It could all come tumbling down

What if they came tumbling down

We can end this world together

As long as we leave them behind

We can stand with one another

Our fears reflected and recognised

No longer allowing the lies

Take away their big disguise

Reavow the ties

That we all let die

We can end this world together

But we have to leave them behind

It was a miserable morning an awful afternoon

I watched the crowd burying their faces against the moon As they made their way out before the sun came up

Chin up baby you're just a part of the club

As we sell another hour of our allotted time

Fruits of my labour no longer mine

Ignore the warning signs it'll all be fine

Blink twice if you're headed down

A straight line of decline it'll be fine

Chin up baby you're just a part of the club

Chin up baby you're just a part of the club

From each according to his ability to each according to his need

They want a war they've got a war

Cause we know what we're fighting for

I promise you deserve, I promise you deserve more

They want a war they've got a war

Cause we know what we're fighting for

We've lived under your tyrant law

I think it's time to settle the score

I promise you deserve more