Candidate
Do you understand the words I wanna say?
I didn't wanna be a leader but ended up that way
Hoping that you understand
Harbouring the contraband
The words I wanna use are at odds with the room
If you're looking for replacements try the next fit
When Settling for second best is always on the list
Sentenced to sentiment
Conjuring the compliment
Am I amiss to say I'm just another candidate?
I searched for the antidote
Mixed the medicines
I held the truth to deny
Any comparisons
I sat in the waiting room in an attempt to please people
But it was all in vein as you went to the next candidate
We're in the boat that fits everyone
Yet I'm still feeling that we're getting it wrong
Stranded on the sand banks
Shipwrecked facing the tanks
It's best just to wait for the others to decide to shoot
I searched for the antidote
Mixed the medicines
I held the truth to deny
Any comparisons
I sat in the waiting room in an attempt to please people
But it was all in vein as you went to the next candidate
I'm staring through the window while you're looking at the wall
It's Funny how sunshine makes you all look small
Searching for a perspective
On what it is to forgive
A certain kind of blindness only I can see
I didn't wanna be a leader but ended up that way
Hoping that you understand
Harbouring the contraband
The words I wanna use are at odds with the room
If you're looking for replacements try the next fit
When Settling for second best is always on the list
Sentenced to sentiment
Conjuring the compliment
Am I amiss to say I'm just another candidate?
I searched for the antidote
Mixed the medicines
I held the truth to deny
Any comparisons
I sat in the waiting room in an attempt to please people
But it was all in vein as you went to the next candidate
We're in the boat that fits everyone
Yet I'm still feeling that we're getting it wrong
Stranded on the sand banks
Shipwrecked facing the tanks
It's best just to wait for the others to decide to shoot
I searched for the antidote
Mixed the medicines
I held the truth to deny
Any comparisons
I sat in the waiting room in an attempt to please people
But it was all in vein as you went to the next candidate
I'm staring through the window while you're looking at the wall
It's Funny how sunshine makes you all look small
Searching for a perspective
On what it is to forgive
A certain kind of blindness only I can see
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Holt, Kyle Thompson
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