This Building is Falling Down lyrics

Epilogue: A sound off from simple people with simple theories
f*cking up, but articulate, with a feeble grasp of arithmetic
Fueled by false determination, and the final breath of a declining nation
Where do you think that the remedy is? And why do you think it even exists?

This building is falling down

Paradox: A nodding off from imploding circles with no direction
Take a look in the f*cking mirror, and ask yourself who the enemy is
Last call at the gas pump. Last call at the water pump
Who do you think are your f*cking friends?
Who do you think are your f*cking friends?