Do as I do, not as I say
Drop anchor then float away
Your first instincts are rarely the best play
I've sewn my mouth shut to rely on written words
And I'm at my best when I'm absurd.
There's beauty in the tension
But only when ascension leads
One misstep, you're a henchmen
With angry, empty heads to feed
Your own paper crown
Will come burning down
Angry empty
Your own paper crown
Will come burning down
Your own crown
Do as I do, not as I say
Drop anchor then float away
Your first instincts are rarely the best play
I've sewn my mouth shut to rely on written words
And I'm at my best when I'm absurd