I'm an architect
You're a gardener
I have ideas you actually grow things
You're Aragon
I'm 'orc 17'
You save Middle Earth
I just destroy things
Your smiles are real
You're a butterfly
I'm a taxidermy fox or a night owl
You're Central Park
You're Everest
I'm nothing more than ever sleeping
A great white shark in your spider web
You make everything look easy
I'm an exit plan
I'm a dying man
Everything I touch is dead
These are the thoughts some brains have
And I wish they'd go away