You are not a soldier, no matter what they told ya You are just an animal in an enclosure Doing tricks for the rich Doing tricks for the rich
You are not a savior, no matter what they pay ya You wriggle like a parasite, You mimic its behavior Now my skin starts to itch Now my skin starts to itch
I see you for what you really are I'm the lion, you're the witch And with the flick of a switch I see you for what you really are I'm the lion, you're the witch And with the flick of a switch I see you I see you I see you
I see you for what you really are You're the poison in the reservoir Climbing out of the ditch Looking back, shouting, "Dig, dig, dig!" I see you for what you really are You're the poison in the reservoir
You are not a skeptic, Your interests are all vested You are just a charlatan, a moral narcoleptic As you climb out the ditch Shouting, "Dig, dig, dig!" You are not a leader, you bite the hand that feeds ya You are an accessory to the grim reaper As you climb out the ditch Shouting, "Dig, dig, dig!"
I see you for what you really are I'm the lion, you're the witch And with the flick of a switch I see you for what you really are I'm the lion, you're the witch And with the flick of a switch I see you I see you I see you
I see you for what you really are You're the poison in the reservoir Climbing out of the ditch Looking back, shouting, "Dig, dig, dig!" I see you for what you really are You're the poison in the reservoir You're the poison in the reservoir You're the poison
You're the poison, you're the poison, You're the poison, you're the poison You're the poison, you're the poison, You're the poison, you're the poison You're the poison, you're the poison You're the poison
Compositor: Rou Reynolds / Rob Rolfe / Chris Batten / Rory Clewlow