The sun shines straight at me
Like a natural spotlight
Why do I have the leading role?
Why must I fight this fight?
I don't remember how I got here
How I became this way
I will never be the way I was
No matter how many times I pray
The eyes on me are heavy
The pressure is hell
I look out at everyone
And already I can tell
Each one of them
Hungry for something good
Each one of them
Hiding in their hood
Why are they embarrassed to show themselves
They have all the power here
I wish I could blend into that crowd
But I can't move because of fear
The crowd is getting restless
The crowd is wanting more
I'm just their puppet
Their puppet of gore.
Jun 3, 2012
Jun 3, 2012 at 8:52 PM UTC
The sun shines straight at me
Like a natural spotlight
Why do I have the leading role?
Why must I fight this fight?
I don't remember how I got here
How I became this way
I will never be the way I was
No matter how many times I pray
The eyes on me are heavy
The pressure is hell
I look out at everyone
And already I can tell
Each one of them
Hungry for something good
Each one of them
Hiding in their hood
Why are they embarrassed to show themselves
They have all the power here
I wish I could blend into that crowd
But I can't move because of fear
The crowd is getting restless
The crowd is wanting more
I'm just their puppet
Their puppet of gore.
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