(Soft and whispered, as in some pop punk song intros)
(The circle goes round
The spiral goes down
You become what you don't want.
Who is the cent-eral figure,
Is he a beacon of hope?
I'd-shuh hate to be so blunt)
(Power chords)
(Shouted emotionally)
You go on and be a paladin, cuz you can be, I
I'll just take the obligation
You deny it's what you do to me, do to me, but I know
I'm a blatant disappointment
If you could make me feel, make me feel, like weee hyad hope
Even if it was a **** lie
You would give me the sensation
Well before you were indi-yeeted
For every wohn of yoah **** lies
Now Iyhh, deon't, bleame you
For lyen to me, lyen to me
Lyi-ennn is all we kyann doh
Frommh, theatt, vantage
It ohmost seems like allll we evuh dooo
All we do is tahll - the - truth.
(More vicious)
The circle goes round.
The spiral goes down.
You become what you don't want.
Who is the center-al figyuh?
A beacon of hope?
I'd shoah hate to behy sooo blunt!
