The world passes me by, is that cliche to say?
But I was born a cliche, my Father, he played away
My Mother, she slaved each day, raising her brood
While being betrayed, every time he strayed
Each day she'd pray for a clean slate
Or a rebate from the hate she accrued
With every lady he screwed on every cheap date
I had to watch her vision of peace fade to grey
And see her struggle to deal with the grief day to day
Now they're gone, but these demons remain
My only inheritance, as piece by piece
...they decay.
Now the crowds gather as the clouds scatter
And the sun appears, I hear a couple cheers
People clutchin' beers, stuck in this loud chatter
Yet every voice is clear, ringin' in my fucking ears
I grimace apologetically to the others on-board
To some it's untoward...
To me, it's just a regular summer, on tour
Foolishly hoping I could escape here as a regular joe
My disguise, glasses, hat, fake beard - I made it at home
But it failed just like the others so away it gets thrown
In to the trash, and out comes my more famous disguise
Blinding smile, little wink - to hide the disdain in my eyes
The pain of my pride, the price I pay to be famous
The hate of each face from these snakes that stay by my side
Follow me here, follow me there, to get a little taste of my high
Use me to ignore the fact that they've wasted their lives
Fat fucks, tho not quite as overweight as their wives
They love me now, tomorrow there'll be a change in the tide
And you'll see all these little fucking rodents changing their mind
They're the reason my brain is full of hate, and I'm blind
To the joys of life, and I'm stuck in this maze and confined
To this jail, though deep down I know a lot of it's self inflicted
Still, I can't help but hate them for staring...
...While I'm locked in this cell, restricted.
I used to hear her sit and pray, to instill in me the fight
To make it through each bitter day, she'd sing to me at night
"Fly my precious little dove, escape the tears and pain
Spread your wings and soar above, the hate..the fears...the strain
Show the world your beauty, let them hear your soothing song
And when the crows attack, persevere and prove them wrong
Fly through the swarm of hate, and the eye of the storm
Fly through the dark of the night 'til the sight of the morn
Soar though they gossip, and soar though they lie
Just soar my precious little dove...keep soaring in the sky"
She slept a light and lonely sleep, but tried to show me peace
Her life a slow release of strife with no reprieve
Her soul recedes beneath a life of cold deceit
She said my eyes could warm her heart...
...with their bright and glowing heat.
So I sang, and I flew, to banish the blues
The future my goals, the past was the muse
My picture flashed on the news, an icon
Night's long, relieved of the pain, it's bygone
The hottest man alive, scorchin' like the sun
And with each new album...
I spread my wings and soared to number one
But friends are fickle, fans are cheap
And all these drugs bring a lack of sleep
They roar, they shout, they scream and cry
But what they really want is me to die
They mobbed me today, but they won't do it again
I'm sick of their love, I feel abused by the fame
They pray for my fall, they hope for my demise
And all I can see is a rope...in my cold and lifeless eyes
Mother, you somehow showed me only peace
Within the gates of hell
You shielded me from stormy seas
When the waves of hate would swell
You showed me the kiss...
...even though the punch was all you knew
But you fell from a broken love...
...and now your dove has fallen too.