my dad invented punk and he's gonna cancel your band

Handing crowns out since you found out
How another person's art can penetrate your heart
Shocked in earnest when you learn this
Self-serving human has a more devious plan

But I, I am pure
My art, it is pure

Let's play who can say
The most things everybody wants to hear
Then let's see who will be
The ones who look back down with a sneer

The ball's in your court, steer the discourse
Don't sit on your hands or they'll move onto bigger plans
Deify me, crucify me
When I make a mistake put my head on a stake

And when the blood drips down my severed neck
Let it stain my crown in crimson red
And when the life has finally left my eyes
Let the next one step into that light

That's not my burden
I'm my own person
That's not my burden



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Watkins, Martin Headley, William Bowman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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