(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