He had a misanthrope for a dad
Who crushed any hope he might had when he just a boy,
Clothed in a cloak of bitterness he wandered through the wilderness
In search of something to destroy,
Like Icarus he flew too close to the sun, to the sun,
Well I can understand how someone can go over to the dark side,
Cos the devil, he's got all the tunes
And somebody once said if you're not living on the edge
Then you are taking up too much room.
Like Icarus he flew too close to the sun
I know he fell but for a while there, he much have had some fun.
In a world of such confusion, contradiction
And delusion we all can have a heavy heart
It's a certain symbiosis
Paranoia feeds psychosis it can cause a man to fall apart.
Like Icarus he flew too close to the sun
I know he fell down but I know that he is not the only one.
No he's not the only one,
If you don't shoot, then you don't score,
I know that for sure.
He had a misanthrope for a dad who crushed any hope
He might have had when he was just a boy.
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