Imposter Syndrome Lyrics

Thinning out the crowd

Float a dirigible

I would rather wait

Trade the fire for flame

We all look the same

The conversation's stained

With the blood of man

The one who tried to stand

A dilettante who came around

I could live a lie

But I would rather die

On the stony cardboard path

Where paper tigers roam

O son you love what you love

Looking around you found what you found

Long enough you turn to dust

Nothing lasts forever in this town

Did you look outside today?

I was almost there

Oh so many times

Crawling to the grave

Lost the silent stare

Broke the frame of mind

Won't apologize

Working mighty hard

Sitting here at home

Trying to gain the stamina

All of what it takes

To make the best mistake

Home to silent domicile

A karma-coma dose

Foremost on the color-static

Holographic ghost

What did ten thousand voices say?

Solo, you've gone

You lost your way

All day you sleep inside your cave

Covered in faces strange, you saw

But in your mind

You find the time

To eat, to drink, to socialize

Out here at home

All this time I sit at home

Out here at home

All this time I sit at home

O son you love what you love

Looking around you found what you found

Long enough you turn to dust

Long enough you turn to dust