How disappointing of me
Revolution isn't here
Stylized for storebought eyes
Transparent but still unclear
I wouldn't say anythign
Until I swore off the truth
But that's just fine with one of your kind
Still I won't walk in your shoes
I will spend a lifetime here
And never get your kind of coronation
Just blame it on
A lack of imagination

Quite the warrior without the battle
But not so fierce in war
Tell your father not to bother
And walk out the back door
Brevity is a better adjective
Rather than your chosen brave
A hero is made in a single day
By freeing what he enslaved

I will spend a lifetime here
And never get your kind of coronation
Just blame it on
A lack of imagination

So if isolation is so bad
Pray to your absent god
And forgive all I've said
When the world only gives you one shot
...to the head.

I will spend a lifetime here
And never get your kind of coronation
Just blame it on
A lack of imagination