Lagwagon

My inspiration note the sympathy
They've taken everything you want and they left you all alone
My setting sun, self appointed,
I am a fraud
You are the martyr
It's decided and I owe you several worlds I can tell you...
Rat in the sewer, scraps they left behind
Once their visionary, and they all have robbed you blind
Your broken records playing for
None fabricate song
Amputated creative tongue
You sing on and on and
I can tell you why
I'm bringing you down,
Calling you out,
Taking your shield
It's easier now
Years have been kind