Hanging Jury

Keep these thoughts to yourself unless buried in a catchy song
I'm not bearing witness to the hill you're dying on
Parachute from my pedestal
Walk off two broken legs
Limp back around when the heat has cooled and you're still glowing
I met all my heroes
It turns out they're all just pieces of shit
Screenshot lengthy apology
Ghost written publicist statement
Solid case for sympathy
Hits in all the right places
Are we really buying this?
Cause I met all my heroes and I met all my idols
It turns out they're full of it
Once what you created has permeated
I do with it as I please
Won't let you have that over me
I met all my heroes
I met all my idols
The mystery dissipates
I'll make you separate



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Skiles, Colton Siegmund, Jeffrey Blum, John Nichols, Nathan Helton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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