(Verse 1) I wake up checking the morning headlines Reading the tea leaves, looking for signs. The wind is blowing from a cold, dark place And I see the madness on a leader’s face. We’re standing on the edge, looking down the drop Waiting for the hammer or the axe to chop. The rhetoric is loud, but the logic is thin A game of losers that nobody can win. (Chorus) And the names change, but the script is the same New actors standing in the old hall of fame. We’re looking down the barrel, we’re holding our breath Marching to the rhythm of a senseless death. It ain't for freedom, it ain't for the land It’s for the arrogance of a single man. Yeah, the whole world shakes and the sirens sick Just because one man has a bone to pick. (Verse 2) I look at my son and I wonder what’s next Is he just a pawn in a tyrant’s text? They dress it up in colors, they call it a cause But it’s just a scratch from the same old claws. Reason left the building a long time ago Now it’s just an ego putting on a show. He’s burning down the village to warm his hands Drawing imaginary lines in the shifting sands. (Bridge) It makes no sense when you look at the cost The lives to be stolen, the futures lost. But pride is a poison that blinds the eye And we’re the ones who have to watch the sky. Napoleon, Caesar, or a suit and tie The uniform changes, but the mothers still cry. (Guitar Solo - Angry, distorted, and sharp) (Chorus) And the names change, but the script is the same New actors standing in the old hall of fame. We’re looking down the barrel, we’re holding our breath Marching to the rhythm of a senseless death. It ain't for freedom, it ain't for the land It’s for the arrogance of a single man. Yeah, the whole world shakes and the sirens sick Just because one man has a bone to pick. (Outro) Just one man. With a bone to pick. And the wheel turns. Here we go again. Looking down the barrel. Tomorrow worries me. Yeah, tomorrow worries me.