(Hess / Lesperance)
Pounded by the righteous
In the palm of the decadent

Is something I don't wanna be
So embrace your detriment
Stop paying for the promises

I know you don't wanna keep

'Cos you know I loathe

The condescending runaround
Now I fold then you impose
Another card to win the crown


And I won't be there
'Cos I don't feel it

Feel it like before

Judge and jury feared by the powerless and innocent

The failed messiah wannabe
Now trapped by the conscience or coincidence
Either way I find it hard to believe