Can't Argue with the Impossible
No matter what the situation is
No matter how much you are justified
You can't argue with the impossible
You can't argue with those in self-denial.
Hands shakes and hugs all around
As they pour out the good 'ol lines,
To make you feel part of it all
As they soak in your praise and time.
We know the difference between what is right
And what is wrong
There is a moral responsibility
That has been clearly ignored.
Two halves of the circle conspiring with each other through it all,
Of all the money & fame you could muster
As you built your empire tall.
You have wrangled your army with precision
As you've ruthlessly stabbed it's heart
You've ripped away it's ambition
And looked the other way, as they all fell apart.
You once were our heros
And now you are our demise,
But, our ethical standards and judgment, you will NEVER compromise.
You can't argue with the impossible
You can't argue with the impossible.
Things could have been different
But you were careless in your choices,
Soon the time will come
Of revelation and truth from honest voices.
You'll wish the sweet intoxication
From the wine of power,
Had never blinded your reality
Come the final hour.
You can't argue with the impossible
take their money and run.
I won't argue with the impossible
I won't argue with them at all
Life is too short
And our patience has grown small.
Don't dare insult our intelligence
Our loyalty to the common cause,
When you've done nothing but rape it
With you deliberate, greedy laws.
I just can't argue with the impossible anymore,
I won't argue with your manner so rude
As dark as the devil himself,
And as equally cunning and crude.
But, I bid you good tidings
In all your worthless toils
Because there WILL be a day
Where the crowds will not be foiled.
You can't argue with them at all.
,
Through trials and tribulations we've given our support
But the strength of this chaotic deception is insurmountable
As the story was always yours to contort.
Excuses of entitlement make manipulation easy to dismiss...
But when the pain from self-delusion comes to sober, the truth will be hard to miss.
So give 'em your canned smiles because they won't see the smoking gun
Bask in the crowd's adoration
As you take their money and run.
I won't argue with the impossible
I won't argue with them at all
Life is too short
And our patience has grown small.
Don't dare insult our intelligence
Our loyalty to the common cause,
When you've done nothing but rape it
With you deliberate, greedy laws.
I just can't argue with the impossible anymore,
I won't argue with your manner so rude
As dark as the devil himself,
And as equally cunning and crude.
But, I bid you good tidings
In all your worthless toils
Because there WILL be a day
Where the crowds will not be foiled.
