Not the hero
Just the clutch
Suffer on a stage while the crowd eats it up
Living a legend of martyrdom - all of it lies
Not the fairest
Not the first
Just stuck out at sea and still dying of thirst
Living but willing to die just to feel alive
Culture faded
Wake Up
All the promise
All for naught
Just waiting in fear and abandoning trust
Living for self-preservation one check at a time
Terror wasted
Context lost
Abandoning ideas only as thought
Waiting and waiting, just fading and fallen away
And as for my sins
I will
Be absolved
As for my anger
Well that just grows
With waste
And fear
To lust
The need
To be
Some body else
The thought
That lies
Will build
You up
To bridge
The gap
The lack
Of thought
You're living your life like you're somebody else
Unwilling to deal with the hand you've been dealt
You're telling me oh that these times they will change
But I'm stuck at sea and the tide stays the same
Wake Up
Offer us nothing just take and take and take