Catastrophe
Cire Lyrics


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If it wasn't for this crippling mixture of fear and delusion, greed and control,
then maybe we'd have a realistic picture
of what we have bought and what has been sold.

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It's the oldest way to take control.
Aim their discontent at those below.
Make the problem and sell the solution.
Watch them line up for their executions.

(chorus)
There's reason to fear catastrophe... but it's not from overseas...
it's in DC, and on Wall Street. It's hiding behind your TV screen.

It's a testament to the power of fiction...
The giant can fear what it's swallowing whole,
and never suspect the ones who,
make billions from death and destruction while we pay the toll.

So what will it take to look past distractions
and open your eyes to what's ahead on the road?
Dissident camps? Constant surveillance?
Just stare down the barrel and smile while this explodes.

There's reason to fear catastrophe... but it's not from overseas...
it's in DC, and on Wall Street. It's hiding behind your TV screen.

What will you do? Wish this away?
I'd like to say fight, but it might be too late.





There's reason to fear catastrophe... but it's not from overseas...
it's in DC, and on Wall Street. It's hiding behind your TV screen.

Overall Meaning

In Cire's song Catastrophe, the lyrics delve into the concept of fear and delusion, greed and control, and how it has shaped our society's perception of the world. The lyrics suggest that if it weren't for these crippling factors, we could have a more realistic picture of what has been bought and sold in our society. The chorus talks about how the oldest way to take control is to aim the discontent of the people towards those below, making a problem and selling a solution. The power of fiction is also discussed, and how the people who profit from death and destruction go unnoticed while we pay the toll.


The lyrics then ask what it will take for people to open their eyes to what's ahead on the road. The possibility of dissident camps and constant surveillance is suggested, and the song ends with the question of what people will do, whether they will wish this away or fight, but it may be too late.


These lyrics reflect the idea that those in power often manipulate the public's fear and emotions to maintain control and profit from it. It also suggests that we need to be aware and take action before it's too late.


Line by Line Meaning

If it wasn't for this crippling mixture of fear and delusion, greed and control, then maybe we'd have a realistic picture of what we have bought and what has been sold.
The fear, delusion, greed, and control have obscured our vision from the reality of what we have bought and sold.


It's the oldest way to take control. Aim their discontent at those below. Make the problem and sell the solution. Watch them line up for their executions.
The oldest way to take control is to redirect people's anger towards those below, create problems, sell solutions, and get people to line up for their own downfall.


There's reason to fear catastrophe... but it's not from overseas... it's in DC, and on Wall Street. It's hiding behind your TV screen.
The catastrophe we should fear is not from overseas, but rather it's from DC and Wall Street, and it's hidden behind our TV screens.


It's a testament to the power of fiction... The giant can fear what it's swallowing whole, and never suspect the ones who, make billions from death and destruction while we pay the toll.
The fact that the giant can fear what it's actually swallowing whole is a testament to the power of fiction. Meanwhile, the ones making billions from death and destruction are able to do so while we pay the toll.


So what will it take to look past distractions and open your eyes to what's ahead on the road? Dissident camps? Constant surveillance? Just stare down the barrel and smile while this explodes.
We need to look past distractions and see what's ahead on the road, but what will it take? Dissident camps? Constant surveillance? Staring down the barrel and smiling while things explode?


What will you do? Wish this away? I'd like to say fight, but it might be too late.
What will you do? Will you wish this away? While the answer should be to fight, it might be too late.




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