Step off your precious throne and show me who you are.
Your weakness can be shown. It's just a little scar.
What is it that makes you think you can defeat anything?
Stop throwing all your stones, you're tearing us apart.

Those vast vindictive lies won't get you what you want.
And all the alibis you passionately flaunt are coming back to you, haunting your dreams.
It's time you let this go.
Please, it's killing me.

You don't see what everybody else sees, you just see your pain.
But underneath the vanity we hide behind, we're all the same.