Broken Fame - Fit For A King

They are the only ones that I come back to

And with these hands

We’ll move the world just to find you

Here’s to a life of a broken fame (caught in the motions)

You’ve been letting the world decide your fate

A weak man, in a stronghold

Consumed in all the things he needs

But it’s never enough

It’s never enough it seems

Some may call it the high life

But you took the easy way out

You had your moment to shine

But now it’s wasted

You’ve done nothing but waste it

We’ve gotta find a way to show you how

To pull these words from the pages

To make this world your own

These words, these words

They are the only ones that I come back to

And with these hands

We’ll move the world just to find you

You cannot find a way

When all you do is aim to accumulate

Reaching out for everything but the answers

We have gone astray

Here you are again

Struggling to stand on your own two feet

Why is this happening?

Your ambitions have made you blind

Just open up

It’s not too late

We are authors of our own demise

Feeding greed will only leave us dead inside

I stood my ground and I pushed you out

But I still couldn’t find

What made me whole

What broke the mold

And without you I’ll never know

(Never know)

And without you I’ll never know

(Never know)

I’ll never know

I’ll never know

And without you I’ll never know

These words, these words

They are the only ones that I come back to

And with these hands

We’ll move the world just to find you

These words, these words (just to find you)

These words, these words (just to find you)

And with these hands

We’ll move the world just to find you