The Ghost - Banished And Loving It lyrics

This time I won't be hanging around I'll sever the ties that have me gagged and bound (your idle hands have tied you down) What's to lose, enemies or friends? What's the lynch mob's verdict, am I truth or am I trend? Its easier to judge a voice than it is to use one Its easier to avoid the sides than it is to choose one Standards held on peers face their inventors with doubt Soap operas rot themselves from the inside out Your flaws are fooling you They find themselves in others I'm a black sheep with a hidden smile Some things never change You're a type-cast, with your head low Secretly jealous and horribly plain Exiled, from the best of the worst Your cure is my curse Your forest needs fire Your abstinence needs desire Your rubber neck needs barbed wire