Numbers Game - Illy

Trading floors exploded, down arrows, red numbers

People losing everything, convinced that their world was ending,

no small thanks to a lotta chest thumping

And paranoia, but thats a sensitive topic

Cause on one hand homie lost his home, on the other hand, the ones who caused

it go in and post record profits

That was just the tip of it, the icebergs vanished, species vanished daily

Countries literally drowning, under the threat of an ecosystem failing

To cope, gave us enough rope, we were swaying by the days end

Big business dollars bought slaves, blind eyes, coastlines, goldmines of

ambivalence, digging our own graves then

No lie, oil fell from the sky, suffocated oceans blackened

Eyes of the world on a room of conspirators, not one knew what happened

Not one stood and hacked it, noone took blame

Global crisis justified for private gain a world insane (that's what it is to

be a slave

Every city

In every building

Sits another like me

Watching, waiting, watching, waiting

They pushed us, tested our indifference, just to see how far they could milk it

And its funny cause the ones with the money didn’t care long as it was the one

without who felt it

Ha, they felt it alright, for lifetimes across all borders

Smooth talkers, cold blooded, exploit it, export it

My generation, was caught between caring more than all that came before us

And a self induced apathy that almost tore us, destroyed us and brought us

To the brink, then we stopped to think, its crazy in age where

We could drop bombs via satellite we were too blind to the forces at play there,

to stand up against their

Willpower, to quick to cower in the face of conglomerates

And as the world hung there in the balance, enough said enough is enough about

time we put a stop to this

Straw by straw till they had a haystack, only took one more

To break the cycle, united took to the streets, to the halls of power,

to the governments doors

Every city

In every building

Sits another like me

Watching, waiting, watching, waiting

Every city

In every building

Sits another like me

Watching, waiting, watching, waiting

It’s all a numbers game, but all the corporate wallet flashes

Of financial strength couldn’t counter the power of the masses

When it came to the crunch, when the lust and greed threatened everything we

love

Divided they had us but fuck that man, push came to shove

And we beat the fucking cowards back, and under a shining sun

Showed we could silence their influence, but try as they might they couldn’t

silence love

Can’t silence love, let history shown how hard that war was won

So we may never know how close we’d really come, how close we’d really come

Quite an experience to live in fear isn’t it?

That’s what it is to be a slave