Apertures (Redux)

“In a world of sheep, I’m with the lions”

Is that the hill you wanna die on?

Do you see yourself as a martyr?

‘Cause according to the performance piece

You preach about how you want peace

But I think it’s a war that you’re after

Talk is cheap and it all adds up

So either walk the walk or pass the buck

But you can’t cash in on compassion

Keep pinning the needles of irony

Then drag the lake for some new philosophy

I’m starting to see it’s a pattern

Suspicious of the glamorous, you know who you are

Enthralling to the camera, but hiding your heart

Write a list of the things you’re mad about

And take it all out on the world

Keep running your mouth with all your friends around

We’ll see how this plays itself out

Suspicious of the glamorous, you know who you are

Enthralling to the camera, but hiding your heart

Conditioned in a fallacy, make haste while you’re young

The product of insanity, mistaken for love

I saw you sat above your station

Thought I should try approach you first

But you ignored each and every invitation

And I learned, that you’re not looking for a conversation

No, you just wanna be heard