Imposter Lyrics

Politely received imposter just catching on to the role
slightly perceived distinctions between the content and the mold
Bystanders taught we inherit innocence
self-proclaimed rebels wielding a school-taught cause
if we're really gonna pick up our weapons
we're gonna have to disarm of our fathers indoctrinate laws
and such a wealth of feeling fills me up and at its feet I'd always be kneeling if not for such a pitiful vessel
I've got such shitty tools
that I don't even know how to use
but I'm devoted to some phantom structure that some phantom family never taught me to build
but whose imagined glory I can only imagine will play out in our story
and my fathoming is as tangible as you
we need each other so much more than we dare to let each other know
but if we're really gonna pick up our weapons
we're gonna have to disarm of the barricades around our souls
and tell the cops in our hearts to let the private pride property go

this politely received imposter
would like to think one could subvert that role
and somehow become the distinction between the content and the mold