the purple crown kicks

[eccedentesiast]

the purple crown kicks

so i never knew you
not the way you knew me
the lines were well rehearsed
the understudy now easily approachable
remember when he said you knew yourself,
best as a mask holding a mirror?
he does tell a golden grain of truth once in a while
you're the second fiddle to an outplayed
and sadly under-achieving orchestra
being a socialite in a small town is as worthless
as the lack of merit it often produces