As the Tables Turn

as it all disappears...

can't you see that i'm sneering from ear to ear?

I call it hardly a shame

no consistency sustainedit's synthetic to take your own advice

but you can't avoid it

now it's dramatic to be your own disguise

when the butcher's hand is minethere is no room to improve

there's no demand for the product of your next move

fuel you were using to burn

is charring you in returnit's synthetic to take your own advice

but you can't avoid it

now it's dramatic to be your own disguise

when the butcher's hand is mine