Text: Neal Peterson. Riot In Luxury. The World Is Flat.

She screams out loud: obey the price of empty sounds
Drink up, sell out: citing further
A bomb drops in your head: fading the lives we've seen turn red
Glitter, ashtrays: never ending

Show me a line that I can't lead
Then sell me a battle that's overseas
Tell me the truth within your wine
And sell me your lies not far behind
(I'm blind... you lied...)

Sell high, good buy: give up your life before you die
Outside, rewind: secrets she hides
Take time, decide: consider the things that you confide
Truth lies, inside: where is your mind?

Taking time will take your soul
Bring back a story before I go
Sell me a culture draped in fear
Sell me a geographic cure
(blur... cure...)

Take it in faster...
Take it in faster if you can...
Take it in faster if you can, my friend...

The world is flat and I'll make you understand

The world is flat and I'll make you understand
They've got the guns, we've got the love
The world is flat and I'll make you understand
I want to die, I want to die like a hero

(Thanks to jonas bizzo for these lyrics)