No, this is not how things were meant to be
You're not naive so stop this idiocy
Can't tell the just from the bandwagon jumpers
Naked opportunists seeking safety in numbers
Here's another cause to fight
Here's another wrong to right
It will work out alright
You love the spotlight
Well, reality is fading past
Well, I guess you could rewrite my past
Re-branded as some weird imposition
You never ever understate your favourite position
All this noise is just revisionism
But it will work out all fine
You love a headline...
And you crusade under any banner
Check your dress, check your moves in the mirror
As you prepare for sainthood
You're so good at faking altruism
Between your mouth and soul there's such a schism
But do you believe that we've been taken in?
Well, I guess somethings weren't meant to last
Well, it seems someone rescripts your past
And I contest this newly newly found compassion
Did you forget all the lives that you've been trashing?
And nothing gets in the way of your ambition
No, nothing gets in the way of your ambition
You prepare for sainthood
You prepare for sainthood
And you crusade under any banner
Check your dress, check your moves in the mirror
As you prepare for sainthood
You're so good at faking altruism
Between your mouth and soul there's such a schism
But do you believe that we've been taken in?
And you crusade under any banner
Check your dress, check your moves in the mirror
As you prepare for sainthood
You're so good at faking altruism
Between your mouth and soul there's such a schism
But do you believe that we've been taken in?