For the Stewards Songtext
von Photocopy

I saw it in the stars
If you′re into that sort of thing
I could've been a dreamer
Or I cut it from a magazine
What do you want from me?
I know you′re asking the same thing
The concrete is shaving
The horse hair decaying
And I'm saying
It's unclear unclear unclear what they said to you
I know one thing′s true
It was overkill
Subtle as a shotgun blast to the chest
Though you did your best
It′s your burden, still
External forces picking you up
Now they're putting you down
Not your fault my friend
And if you asked me what I think
You know what I′d say


It's just a means to an end
You can cover
All of what′s around you
All you people want
It'll just erode your standing
In a world meant for the stewards
You will go down skewered
And I′m saying
It's unclear unclear unclear what they said to you
I know one thing's true
It was overkill
Subtle as a shotgun blast to the chest
Though you did your best
It′s your burden, still
External forces picking you up
Now they′re putting you down
Not your fault my friend
And if you asked me what I think
You know what I'd say
It′s just a means to an end
You couldn't be more bored
In a fire you helped create
Hoping for chaos
So you can live out your fate
You aren′t even real to me
I know you're thinking the same thing
Who′s all worth saving?
Fresh out the casing