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