returner

Made my peace with it, with the higher power

The years in the spotlight were good to me now

But in comes the chance of a lifetime to quietly see myself out

When the place was alive with it and thick with drums

And you'd barely believe in what I would become

And the coldest receptions would await me away

And at home

The seven inside would wait in wild disdain

Give it unkindly to my face

But the drain at the start pierced the veil of the artifice

But I was too young to restrain

(Mmm)

'Cause every starfire of invention thinks

That they are misunderstood

(Mmm)

But in the crossfire of resentment, I was

Giving back when I could

But chemical highs and clear blue skies await

Honey gold lightness in my face

Couldn't take it farther if I strained it any harder

But I got no right to complain

(Gimme some time)

To work out my feelings

(Gimme some time)

I'll define what I need

(Gimme some time)

'Cause it's a plain and indestructible thing

That you don't get shit for free

Uh-uh

I'm only in it for the money

I'm only in it for the change

I'm not in it for the glory

I'm not in it for the friends with the form or the fame

The innocence died in waves of quiet things

Nothing feels right or quite the same

It's great at the start

But in the end, at the heart it's a job

And a choice that I made

I strayed into darkness the day after Armistice

Strayed into darkness and I stayed

Went straight into darkness the day after Armistice Day

Send my regards to the shapers of the industry

It's highly unlikely they'll be as blatant as that

I got love for the theorists and the punks and the idealists

But let's be honest, I'm only in it for the cash

Now I live by a motto just like Assou-Ekotto

And it's "Fuck you and pay me"

It's line I respect

A below average shooter, I'm hardly Batistuta

But the vision and motivation I get

I'm only in it for the money

I'm only in it for the change

I'm not in it for the glory

I don't do it for parties, the awards or acclaim

The innocence dies in waves of quiet things

Then I just try to pay my rent

It's great at the start

But in the end, at the heart it's a job

And it's a choice that I made

I strayed into darkness the day after Armistice

Strayed into darkness and I stayed

Went straight into darkness the day after Armistice Day

And I feel the worst for the ones who love

The ungrateful bastard I've become

They shouldn't have to love me if they don't want

I been working hard and saving face

But I've not been in the greatest place

Think I will get better

I dunno

When I was bright and young and full of shit

I was happy in the midst of it

Anyway I'll tell the guys you said hello