Wise

The portrait immortal, like a spoilt Andy Warhol The world is not eternal The Devil in the detail Trapped in the idea of this fucked panacea You believe in wonder, but strive for mediocre Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright The keys to the kingdom, your own personal place While things're collapsing, you sit back and laughing No one is ever safe, the Emperor sit in state No one is ever safe (for, for) Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too wise, too wise, too wise, too wise (for) too wise Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too wise, too wise, too wise Hope springs eternal, the flags unfolding The keys to the kingdom Your own personal plaything Part of a grand design These walls now trapped inside Maybe we can figure that There's no last laugh Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too smart, too fly, too sharp, too bright Too wise (for) too wise (for) too wise (for) too wise (for) Too wise (for) wise, too wise, too wise, too wise Too wise, too wise, too wise, too wise, too wise for