I get lost inside these walls of blind consumerism
Haven't you all heard that buying shit makes you a better person?
I'll lay down the charges if you've got the fuse we stole from inside
As the air fills with debris and smoke in poetic fashion
I wonder what comprised this useless heap of shit that now we're trashing
A giant grin will fill my face when it becomes my turn to burn the fucker down
As we all gather around and watch it sink into the ground
We'll smile to celebrate our win
Over this which has become our human condition
I will not let this become my human condition
We're burning down the Balzac Mall
Please don't let this become our human condition
Irish singer-songwriter Oisin Leech's acoustic folk music is characterized by its muted beauty and intimate, solitary quality. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2024