Future Burns

Through the confines
Trying on the king's shoes
Fragile agony
We will try to see it through
Your power absolutely
Manifests as torture, too
A psychic paperweight
Try to walk away

Honesty is power
Honestly, it's dead weight
Righteousness turned sour
No one else has
Any restraint

On your soapbox
Level with the rank and file
Common interest
Pandering the undefiled
It's all a recipe
Find yourself a guillotine
The huddled masses have no patience
And no energy

Honesty is power
Honestly, it's dead weight
Righteousness turned sour
No one else has
Any restraint



Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Johnson, Scott Hicks
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