Imposters (How We Choose to Burn)

At the rate, I'm living there's not enough time to reconcile the armies still raging inside
Hung up my halo last night
To kiss a stranger goodnight
Fistfights with my conscience knock me out every time
Sterilize the wounds with lots of vodka and ice
I've been too selfish to fight
I can't be your white knight

Impostors, raise your hands in the air
If you're like me, you're dreaming, there's something more

My lion-hearted brothers would lay down their lives
Maybe I would too if I knew what was right
So I'll scream at the sky until the stars all reply
If there is a heaven, could you show me it's there
And if there is a devil, please don't tell him I'm scared
I don't want comfort or peace
It's the truth that I need

Impostors, raise your hands in the air
If you're like me, you're dreaming, there's something more

Liars at the pulpit preach
Bigots rage in the streets
Salvation sold on TV
Somehow, I still believe

If love was the target, I think you've missed your mark
You're a den full of lions, a tank full of hungry sharks
If something is out there, it's bigger than you and I
The truth is my king, I'll serve it until I die



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Writer(s): Brenden Stark
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