The Faustian Spirit

Is it getting any better?
Does it feel like it's not?
And everybody is a fucking critic
I say "fuck the whole lot"
I hope you waste all your time
Pretend you're everything you're not
Then maybe you'd know what it's like to be me

You'd fold
Every single time you walk away from all your mistakes
And I'm burning down
But you dropped the crown
Come on, now show me what you'd do better
Prove me wrong, you fucking parasites

So hold my feet to the fire (fire)
I can be the enemy you need
Like a paradigm falling out of vogue
My legend won't be stopped (be stopped)
So next time you see me
You better get right, get right or get gone

You better get right, get right or get gone
Oh-oh-oh
I know the reasons why you can't accept me as I am
I'm the reflection of all the things that you could never be
Oh beautiful demise, you waste the light inside my eyes
I need to know is it worth it to go ahead and cross that line?
I wish that I could escape the bitter end in my own fate
But I will always start again, I will find a way to mend

So hold my feet to the fire (fire)
I can be the enemy you need
Like a paradigm falling out of vogue
My legend won't be stopped (be stopped)
So next time you see me
You better get right, get right or get gone

Illusionary, disappointed I feel this
No empty star to gather your change to
War
And the problem is haunted by
This shank in the front
Knife in the back
Juxtapose disciples graciously

Oh beautiful demise, you waste the light inside my eyes
I need to know is it worth it to go ahead and cross that line?
I wish that I could escape the bitter end in my own fate
But I will always start again, I will find a way to mend

So hold my feet to the fire (fire)
I can be the enemy you need
Like a paradigm falling out of vogue
My legend won't be stopped (be stopped)
So next time you see me
You better get right, get right or get gone