How disappointing of me Revolution isn't here Stylized for storebought eyes Transparent but still unclear I wouldn't say anythign Until I swore off the truth But that's just fine with one of your kind Still I won't walk in your shoes I will spend a lifetime here And never get your kind of coronation Just blame it on A lack of imagination Quite the warrior without the battle But not so fierce in war Tell your father not to bother And walk out the back door Brevity is a better adjective Rather than your chosen brave A hero is made in a single day By freeing what he enslaved I will spend a lifetime here And never get your kind of coronation Just blame it on A lack of imagination So if isolation is so bad Pray to your absent god And forgive all I've said When the world only gives you one shot ...to the head. I will spend a lifetime here And never get your kind of coronation Just blame it on A lack of imagination