Even the moral get carried away
But should just one fall define and outweigh?
The victims of judgement are rarely to blame
And nothing could ever stop the
Train of madness carrying scapegoats for madness
Though far from the martyr you're looking for
A fallen angel stands before you all
Singing the song of the damned
And chanting that "I am only man"
Snap back, back to his past filled with memories of joy
They're all behind him, his future is nothing but shame
"But who could blame the poor kid?" "Yeah, he's only a boy"
A casualty of curiosity
Visions of suicide dance in his brain
Knowing that there ain't no easy way out
And all popularity straight down the drain
Cause everyone knows his face can't be shown round here anymore
All so obsolete
from Barbershop Poison
released November 12, 2016
Lyrics by Brad Williamson
Music by Vicarious
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