Album: Run With the Hunted
if i told you nothing's ever good enough for me
would you play judge or jury?
if i said that i was happily unhappy
would you even believe me?
i'm just a cynic and i know it
i'm just a liar disguised as a poet
don't let me drag you down
i'll run your dreams into the ground
tear down the things that scare me
keep my expectations low to prepare me
for what i know will eventually come
drawing maps inside my head so i know where to run
i'm just a cynic and i know it
i'm just a liar disguised as a poet
don't let me drag you down
i'll run your dreams into the ground
i hide the truth in a mountain of lies
i walk alone in a forest of eyes
they see right through me
you'd have to bend me to break me
you'd have to unmake me to make me
do it again, and i probably would
stick a knife through these scars
open up old wounds just to see what's inside
see what i'm made of
i could write a line to right a wrong
and i could write a song so they could sing along
but this path i walk is mine alone
heavy lies the crown