(Hess/Lesperance) Pounded by the righteous In the palm of the decadent Is something I don't wanna be So embrace your detriment Stop paying for the promises I know you don't wanna keep 'Cos you know I loathe The condescending runaround Now I fold then you impose Another card to win the crown And I won't be there 'Cos I don't feel it Feel it like before Judge and jury feared by the powerless and innocent The failed messiah wannabe Now trapped by the conscience or coincidence Either way I find it hard to believe
