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The Unguided

Crown Prince Syndrome

 

Crown Prince Syndrome

(album: Father Shadow - 2020)


And when I look in the mirror it's not myself
Staring back with those judging eyes
It's an image of the past king himself
Taunting me from the skies

Power, it cannot be destroyed
It can only be transferred
The crux of a kingborn
To bear the lowborn's scorn

I paid my dues
And had the city rebuilt
I walked among the people
With my heart flooded by guilt

The crown, it cannot be destroyed
It can only be transferred
The crux of the lowborn
To dismiss the highborn they mourn

There is nothing worse for a lying soul
Than the mirror of reality
What's broken can be whole
But you still see cracks in the reflection
And it's your own curse, a heavy toll
Don't let it spoil your sanity
You might fill the hole in your soul
But it still has an infection

Not every father gets a chance to
Start his son off in his own footsteps
I'm a far cry from him
A charlatan, unworthy of his blood

There is nothing worse for a lying soul
Than the mirror of reality
What's broken can be whole
But you still see cracks in the reflection
And it's your own curse, a heavy toll
Don't let it spoil your sanity
You might fill the hole in your soul
But it still has an infection

Not every father gets a chance to
Start his son off in his own footsteps
I'm a far cry from him
A charlatan, unworthy of his blood

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