Westley

Here, here we're something, worth more than nothing
Why is it that heroes survive
Oh we never seem to realise
One myth we never seem to compromise
Remember Westley never died

Spine made of paper, bound by our saviour
400 hundred pages, bars made of language
Why hide? In-between the lines we shine, lie, we hide

With everything out of the way the kids can just play
Nothing can change how it's said - It's black and white
With predators out of the way, the mice can just play
Legibly trapped anyway - immortal fame

So typecast this typeset, no they never need an alibi
Stand fast for rhetoric answers, see the quarry burning through those eyes
White space, black noise, author, auteur, no way, no way we'll come back
Write your own destiny - burn your own, turn the page

You lock yourself away to lock up something I needed
Just so you know we here never really die

Protagonistic - Protected misfit
Word by word, in every chapter, we become the thing you love

Turn the page



Credits
Writer(s): I Am Jupiter
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