Commentators

I don’t wanna be revolutionary

No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody

If I overstayed my welcome

I would take my things and leave

‘Cause I’m not trying to be revolutionary

What gave you the impression

That your opinion means anything to anyone?

What gave you the right

To bear arms against me… against us?

You’re nothing but a bunch of amateur commentators

Who live your lives hiding behind a wall of insecurities

I don’t wanna be revolutionary

No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody

If I overstayed my welcome

I would take my things and leave

‘Cause I’m not trying to be revolutionary

Imagine it’s already broken

As you hold it in your hand

Think of all the work you’re doing

As work that you can only understand

Suppose it’s already faded

As it drapes across your back

Believing all you have is wonderful

Instead of everything that you lack

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I don’t wanna be revolutionary

No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody

If I overstayed my welcome

I would take my things and leave

‘Cause I’m not trying to be revolutionary