I'm tired of the flashing lights and plastic grins
Counting up the losses that they're calling wins
Everybody's acting for a tiny little screen
Selling out their shadows just to be the king or queen
Fallow talk
Watch ‘em walk
I'm cutting through the static with a sharper blade
I'd rather be the truth than a gold-plated fade
Burn the mask, let the real face show
I'm the only rhythm that I really need to know
No more chasing numbers, no more playing parts
I'm staying in the cellar with the beating hearts
Pure soul
Full control
I'm the only captain of this broken-down patrol
Your"lifestyle" is a prison with a velvet floor
I'm kicking down the hinges of the heavy door
Keep your fake applause and your shallow"likes"
I'm finding my direction on the lonely hikes
Raw grit
Never quit
I'm writing for the mirror, not the front-row crowd
Staying silent in the ego while they're being loud
Burn the mask, let the real face show
I'm the only rhythm that I really need to know
No more chasing numbers, no more playing parts
I'm staying in the cellar with the beating hearts
Pure soul
Full control
I'm the only captain of this broken-down patrol
