son of a bitch
don't sabotage everything that moves forward
I think "if I fail, I would be free of succes and its 
burdens"
but failure's burdens are heavier
with misery's many friends
once I get up I will do all I can
not to fall on my face again
can you find me a true original
sentinel satellite, keeper of vigilance
uncompromising and unconditional
tutelary genius
sound the alarm
agency's calling me out from my slumber
I admit that I'm scared
to bully regret out of burning my daylight
deep in my moment of weakness
I tried to reach out to you
next time you need me for something
just know I've more pressing things to pursue
can you find me a true original
sentinel satellite, keeper of vigilance
uncompromising and unconditional
tutelary genius
whilst hunting minatour inside my magic maze
this idle halo spins around my head in petty pace
I fear I've caught myself
between the screen and window pane
take joy from the now
and the things that longing tried to take away
I feel so ashamed
only mind with enough time to wander
it's anchors away, once I'm through
building the ship I'm to sail in
unbind myself from the hamstrings
of yesterday's hit and run
no, I won't stand to be pinning myself
there's more pressing things to be done
can you find me a true original
sentinel satellite, keeper of vigilance
uncompromising and unconditional
tutelary genius