Could you be a little quieter? I don't want you to over hear yourself.
Could you be a little less confident? You forget your wings and I think you fell.
Was it from hell?
Where did you get that vile sense of knowing who you're not?
Don't get caught dreaming
About the seemingly impossible.
Not everything is plausible,
Some things are just impossible.

I'm sorry but you're under arrest for impersonation
There will be confiscation
Of your soul.
Which seems to have been sold my dear.
Why didn't I hear of this?
I'm sorry but the story you call your life seems to be a lie,
So don't even try to change it.
Looks to me like a hit and run.
You hit yourself, my dear, well done.

Could you be a little more clear? I don't think you know just who you are.
Could you please stop convincing yourself what you think you need? You won't go far.
You're no shooting star.
Your attitude will get you killed here by midnight just so you know.
No where to go.
Just get out of your head right now please.
You fall to your knees as I tell you

I'm sorry but you're under arrest for impersonation
there will be confiscation
of your soul.
Which seems to have been sold my dear.
Why didn't I hear of this?
I'm sorry but the story you call your life seems to be a lie,
So don't even try to change it.
Looks to me like a hit and run.
You hit yourself, my dear, well done.