Dear Hunter A Curse Of Cynicism
It's a curse, in a cycle of misbelief and it keeps on
happening.
A tradition, a trail of deceit, I never stopped and
questioned,
"Why, is it so damn hard to find anyone who could get
behind,
Such a simple plot?" Keep your eye on the prize, keep
your eye on the prize!
Think what you want, believe what you think,
And know what you believe "Cause it's all misconceived.
And I asked you for nothing, nothing but, "Why?"
Because isn't an answer, it's just a reply.
It's a cure, a disciple of belief , and it keeps you
here with me,
And it keeps on happening. And I never meant to kill
the prize
like an unreliable fire. Anyone can get behind,
"Keep your eye on the prize, keep your eye on the
prize!"
Yeah, I am cynical, I am cynical.
It's a curse, it's a curse.
Oh, I am cynical, I am cynical.
It's a curse, it's a curse.
I am cynical, I have nothing you want, take everything,
Don't leave anything, hollow me, take the core, leave
nothing at all.
I am cynical, nothing left.
I am cynical, I have nothing you want, take everything,
Don't leave anything, hollow me, take the core, leave
nothing at all.
I am cynical, nothing left.
Yeah, I am cynical, I am cynical.
It's a curse, it's a curse.
Oh, I am cynical, I am cynical.
It's a curse, it's a curse.
