Trophy by The Ongoing Concept Lyrics
You’ve created disaster
By giving power to those who don’t deserve it
We are a union
No one is left behind
No one’s left behind
We’re cultivating a world of achievement without discrimination
No one’s left behind
These are your children. What are you teaching them?
I’m so young, but I’m already jaded
Exasperated at this perspective
Getting by with breathing because hard work is meaningless
Society has made integrity a thing of the past
We’re all decorated without a thought and without a reason
Society has made sincerity a deed for the crass
We can’t state your imperfections. You must be infallible
What are you teaching them?
Where’s the competition? No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
How is this? I’m surrounded by incompetence
It’s just your disposition, speak without fear
Here it is. Let me be explicit. You don’t wanna miss it
I’m sick of your arrogance. I’m sick of it
At what point does the curtain come up and the real world show its face?
You hide behind a wall of diplomacy. You’ve never felt the sting of judgement
Where’s the competition? No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
There’s no competition. No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
No one’s left behind
You’re cultivating a world of achievement without discrimination
No one’s left behind
These are your children. What are you teaching them?
You’ve created disaster
By giving power to those who don’t deserve it
We are a union
No one is left behind
No one’s left behind
We’re cultivating a world of achievement without discrimination
No one’s left behind
These are your children. What are you teaching them?
I’m so young, but I’m already jaded
Exasperated at this perspective
Getting by with breathing because hard work is meaningless
Society has made integrity a thing of the past
We’re all decorated without a thought and without a reason
Society has made sincerity a deed for the crass
We can’t state your imperfections. You must be infallible
What are you teaching them?
Where’s the competition? No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
How is this? I’m surrounded by incompetence
It’s just your disposition, speak without fear
Here it is. Let me be explicit. You don’t wanna miss it
I’m sick of your arrogance. I’m sick of it
At what point does the curtain come up and the real world show its face?
You hide behind a wall of diplomacy. You’ve never felt the sting of judgement
Where’s the competition? No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
There’s no competition. No one’s gonna hold you down
You’ve got the world in your palm but you’re still so naive
No one’s left behind
You’re cultivating a world of achievement without discrimination
No one’s left behind
These are your children. What are you teaching them?
You’ve created disaster