The Lottery by Kill the Scene Lyrics

Congratulations everyone, you've won the lottery
Today you will be judge
The doors behind you are closed
They're locked
There's no leaving here
But that's okay, you're supposed to be here
You've all won the lottery
Step right up and hand me your ticket

Single file lines
On our knees
We poor souls
Won the lottery
Guess we didn't think
It'd come to this
A single judge and jury
To thе narcissists

No more screens
No more likes
No morе tweets
No more time
You fools cut your own throats

Now they line us up to die

You've cut your own throats

I can't find
Find the time
Tiny screens have made me blind
No one's come
To rescue me
We've been called to the lottery
Can this be
A killing spree?
We poor souls won the lottery

I dream of the days of old
Cobalt sky, fields of gold
I can't find you there
I can't find you there

I dream of the days of old
We sell our souls to pay our toll
I can't find you there
I can't find you there
I am here to lead you up to light

Remember a time
When we were young?
We'd think of one another
We'd bite our tongues

Now we sit and wait
For someone to slip
Drag them through the mud yeah
Just for a kick

Remember a time
When we weren’t betrayed
In each other's arms
We weren't afraid

These doors are locked
There's no leaving here
Zero signal
No social stratosphere

Three, two, one, fire

I dream of the days of old
Cobalt sky, fields of gold
I can't find you there
I can't find you there
I dream of the days of old
We sell our souls to pay our toll
I can't find you there
While I die you simply stare

The lottery, a killing spree
The lottery
The lottery
The lottery, a killing spree
The lottery
The lottery