What's steven doing sitting, peering out the window
What sort of legacy to lead when powered by an ego
I hoist your chair you know i'm there until you're dropped
Left to your best estimate of why your entire world stopped
Living in a sham king's dream
Get me out
Seeing what the sham king sees
What's steven doing now that i have finally left home
Unable to discern his own message to the people
I pity persons picked to plug the hole
Of a dam so poorly built in days disassembled
Out of touch with a bunch who feed on intolerance eat it up
Regurgitate and watch me feed from your gullet it's cool
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