Act out your play
Behind the curtain
Wonder seldomly
Will it shine past the obvious
Be mean to the heart
Trash your art
Start crumbling up the paper
And pull from the stack of cards
Why try and try to be a Mozart?
Why are you trying so hard to be a Mozart?
I had to be
The worst critic at the daydream
When I always should of known that you need to believe in your grief
And when I acted out my scenes
It left me wondering
Am I being honest with myself?
Or am I too scared to face a beast?
The show-runners have a cane
And they're hooking me off stage
Don't pull my rug from underneath
Can't risk the illusion being given away
We're digging holes together
We're digging holes together
We're burning books of the teachings
Burning books of vitality
We're digging holes together
We're digging holes together
The latest trends settled the precedent
Add your flair to the parody
I had to be
The worst critic at the daydream
When I always should of known that you need to believe in your grief
But when we acted out our scenes
It left me wondering
Are we being honest with ourselves?
Or are we too scared to face defeat?
No way to "find yourself"
When you're not too sure what it means
No way to "find yourself"
When you're not too sure what it means
Be careful what you wish for
Be careful what you want from me
I tried
I tried
To sympathize
But I've baked myself into your own
Life