I should be preparing a speech for his majesty
But you know
I probably won’t show

I should be competing for a lead role in a tragedy
All the while
I can’t hold back my smile

Man, I’ve got my problems and they label me dysfunctional
You should know
You’re a pro

Why am I always on the fence
Between a movement that makes sense
And playing a defense
Against the whole parade
When it’s a circus anyway?

All that you want
Is in your head to take
A vice makes but a fist
So it can’t hold your pain
The light slips past
It’s freer than we are
You can block out all the sunlight
But you cannot catch a star

I should be out joining in the games of all the boys and girls
Oh well
I’d rather play with myself

Man I’ve got my problems and the label me dysfunctional
You should know
You’re a pro

Call it vanity
I call it something in between
The damaged kings and thieves
And a mountain of belief
Stretched too thin to see

All that you want
Is in your head to take
A vice makes but a fist
So it can’t hold your mistakes
The light slips past
It’s freer than we are
You can block out all the sunlight
But you cannot catch a star

The everything of all
Is everything we are
And in our awe of everything
We forget who we are
The light slips past
Bound not by the sky
You can block out all my sunlight
But you’ll never catch me alive

I don’t want to be just another victim
I don’t want to be just another victim
I only want to be the light