To your eyes, I might seem half alive
But to me, fiction swirled and wrote my story
-Possibly told allegory
In hindsight, I should have stepped light
But it's too late
Deception had no meaning— the mask was torn
I charged, for I'm no coward!
But I suppose I failed
I tried to take this hour!
But I suppose I failed

There's only so much amends can change before boiling over
And all that I'd gained meant nothing to me
For I was left field—wanting to rid me of her haunting
And nothing real could stop me
But the faster I'd run, the tighter the fangs of the crest took hold

Wide-eyed and turned around
A stone pound in the chest—denied and downed
But I still wore my crown
When all odds are stacked against me and all courage split,
I’ll stand my ground with a prideful prowess
-Heavy is the crown

I thought that I was bleeding virtue
Bakarum, bakarum
But all I ever did was hurt you
Bakarum, bakarum
And as she plays her heart before me?
-Put to sleep by her song
I promised never to desert you…
Bakarum, bakarum!
Still lying to myself
Come join my treasured collection of tales
Beneath the onus upon my height,
Was there a sliver of the man I used to be?

Wide-eyed and turned around
A stone pound in the chest—denied and downed
But I still wore my crown
When all odds are stacked against me and all courage split,
I’ll stand my ground with a prideful prowess
-Heavy is the crown

Heavy, the sucker’s crown

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