To Your Oblivion

Open your eyes, dear Damocles
Tell me, what's tied to my ceiling?
I've got everything, everything, everything, everything
I've got plenty, plenty of the good

Plenty, plenty, plenty of the worst
All seemed splendid
Served on a silver dish

With each great power
Comes a great terror
That's what they say
They want us to believe

So what if these dreams I tried reaching out to
Are light years away from this reality we knew
Mirror, mirror, who's my living proof?
So what if I skipped my daily spoonful of virtue

It's not like being nice will bring me closer to you
Closer to your temporary throne
Closer to a world I can call my own

Don't look aside, dear Damocles
I know, your pride begs to disagree
They've got everything, everything, everything, everything
Ever since all the way, all the way from the start

All the way, all the way before we were here
Everything that they wished
Everything that we missed
I earned it, earned it, claimed the blessed

With each great power
Comes a great terror
That's what they say
They want us to believe

If I filtered out roses from your view
Will you finally see there's a sword for me too?
Waiting at every possible path I pursue
I pulled off my dress, stepped in their new emperor clothes
You put on my coat, we stared at the mirror on their wall
Then with a giggle, you said, "It doesn't suit you at all"

So what if failures today make me a fool?
Persistence always pays off in a decade or two
Mirror, mirror, show me someone new
Hey, what if I said that I never want to be you?
'Cause soup of virtue is not gonna keep me full
So why don't you step down from that throne?
So you can see me like the way I see you