CHORUS
Disillusionment
Disappointment
Disenchantment
Disenfranchisement
VERSE 1
Never forget the platinum rule
Don’t be taken for a bloody fool
Pedestals weren’t meant to go that high
Same level as the angels in the sky
When they destroy what you love
When you’re theirs to push and shove
When you’re locked in an institution
Still don’t realize your own disillusion
CHORUS
Disillusionment
Disappointment
Disenchantment
Disenfranchisement
VERSE 2
Was it sex appeal that turned you on?
Was manipulation part of the con?
Money and fame that fucked your brain?
Word salad that made this seem so sane?
Should I slap your face to wake you up?
Should I scream about how much this sucks?
Your tragic tale has a deadly conclusion
Yet you can’t realize your own disillusion
CHORUS
Disillusionment
Disappointment
Disenchantment
Disenfranchisement
VERSE 3
The planet’s on fire, the air is poison
Shit goes beyond mere disappointment
No money in your bank, here come the tanks
Got a rifle in your hand like you’re in the ranks
Head in the sand like a number one fan
Idol cheats a system that fucks a lesser man
Wakey wakey, wakey! Eggs and bacey!
But you say to the reaper, “Come and take me!”
FINAL VERSE
You tried to hide!
Opened wide and lied!
You died for pride!
False god never cried!
Sunday, September 20, 2020
Disillusionment
Labels:
Angel,
Brainwashing,
Con Artist,
Death,
Disillusionment,
False Prophet,
Fool,
Hard Rock,
Heavy Metal,
Ignorance,
Lyrics,
Manipulation,
Music,
Pedestal,
Poem,
Poetry,
Seduction,
Song,
Word Salad
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