I can see right through you, guess you must be wearing thin!?
You're making me despise you, and all you are within
Stolen wings might build you dreams, but leaves your pride behind
Your broken crown will weight you down
And I agree - it's better you than me
Truth is out to hurt you, so you choose to misconcieve
Love and light deserts you, y'know, you're dying to be believed
Friend or foe, say who's to know
Just what you're trying to be, my son
Are you a demon with a flower, or could you be an angel with a gun?
Don't come 'round with friendly eyes, we know it ain't your game
What you think and what you say is really not the same
Crawl away in shame!