Morbid Intentions

The planet's burning
Caught in stereotypes
It's so fuckin' natural
No need to blame yourself
There's not many things that last that long

Glory and power-that's what you want
Fortune day comes and gives it to you
What is this sour taste in your mouth?
Why is that empty feeling inside?

Come and save the day
Consequences burn
There's an awful lot to lose

Why?