Testo The Faustian Spirit

Is it getting any better?
Or does it feel like it's not?
Now 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 and walk away
From all your mistakes
And I'm betting down
That you'd drop the crown
Come on and 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 reason why you can't accept me as I am
I'm a reflection of all the things that you could never be
Oh beautiful demise, erase 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

Delusionary disappointed optimist
No empty sky to tether your chains to
What a generous empty promise
When the mountain falls
A handshake in the front
A knife in the back
A tragic irony
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