Mr. Nobody

This was the opportune moment
This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do
That's not right and you know it
I was color blind in a bad cartoon
A dead society poet
A tongue tied retaliation move
Play the game to destroy it
Do what you have to do
Half baked heroes hold in heavy sighs
As they wait for praise to pass them by
Combat compliments with rolling eyes
Mainly interested in dollar signs
You're not wrong you're just out of line
And I'm not strong enough to let it die
All the pictures I made in my mind
Were candid canvases of warning signs
Try to climb up the ladder
So you can hang your noose from a chandelier
You really think that you matter
To a gang of narcissists and puppeteers?
An insistent chatter
If you've got a plan then I'm all ears
But until the glass shatters
I'm laying low down here
I think I'm done
Never again
Fuck all your lies
Fuck all your trends
You're just a number
You're nothing to them
Where are your gods?
Where are your friends?
Mr. Nobody
No one gives a shit
Mr. Nobody
No one gives
Half baked heroes here to sell you lies
Spewing sermons sighting lullabies
Repetition helped me realize
That no one is really on your side
Incoherent hymns that redefine
What it looks like to commit a crime
Now we've come to reach the bottom line
Where little devils wait for dinner time