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Can you do all that you claim to
Can you just sit back
Can you survive a jury of your peers
And if I took the limelight
Would it rectify all that
Would it draw the focus
From your fears
Create a pitch and target at the everyman
A demographic quite overlooked
No paper trail, no cause for conspiracy
We'll do it right and update the books
While funding comes from taking everything we can
A uniform that wears you so well
I'll pull the strings and hide in anonymity
And then they'll buy whatever you sell
So on your throne a sword is hanging over head
Amidst the passion of your name
And if I kept all of my promises to you
Would it be possible for you to do the same
When you lose your patience
When your sense is coming back
Entertaining thoughts of getting out
Would you be lost without it
Would you see the need for that
Would the cost be greater than your doubts
It takes a hold and teaches new philosophies
A stubborn mouth and losing control
And when you speak through tears without apology
The irony is something to behold
You isolate and tightly tie the tourniquet
Communications taper and fade
And if the subject seems to be rejecting it
Then think of all the plans that we've made
A simple gesture shows that everything's in tact
While keeping interest in this game
And if I kept all of my promises to you
Would it be possible for you to do the same
Would you do the same
You do the same
Can you do all that you claim to
Can you just sit back
Can you survive a jury of your peers
And if I took the limelight
Would it rectify all that
Would it draw the focus
From your fears
Create a pitch and target at the everyman
A demographic quite overlooked
No paper trail, no cause for conspiracy
We'll do it right and update the books
While funding comes from taking everything we can
A uniform that wears you so well
I'll pull the strings and hide in anonymity
And then they'll buy whatever you sell
So on your throne a sword is hanging over head
Amidst the passion of your name
And if I kept all of my promises to you
Would it be possible for you to do the same
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