I'll be your hero
Your number one
A mundane man
A fortunate son
A friend you look to
In times of need
The idol of your disease
I make it look easy
But you know it's not
I left the little king to rot
I make it look easy but thats just me
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Now in the past
None could see
A mould had formed
Brought into being
An early form
Of a loaded gun
A trigger pulled
Just for fun
I make it look easy
But you know it's not
I left the little king to rot
I make it look easy but thats just me
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Peace inside of my mind
The unreal feel of being high
And yet I yearn for that which hurts me
And outward cry for those underserving
I make it look easy
But you know it's not
I left the little king to rot
I make it look easy but thats just me
I'm not where I'm supposed to be