King - Marillion, Michael Hunter

How long can you stand

Tightening up

Avoiding the fight

Avoiding the truth

Tighten the smile

Tighten the lie

Will you get what you want

To be cursed with your dreams

I hope for your sake

Something gets in the way

How long can you stand

Living under the lens

The kiss of success

The ensuing, all consuming, mess

Message of love

They arrive everyday

People you touch

Wasting away

People you don’t know

Give you no choice

And you’re sick to your stomach

At the sound of your voice

And the shape of your face

And the sound of your name

They send you pictures of yourself

It’s someone you don’t know

And they call you a genius

Cause you’re easier to sell

But the fire in your belly

That gave you the songs

Is suddenly gone

And you feel like a fake

Is that what you want?

I hope for your sake

You’ve got what it takes

You’ve got what it takes

To be spoilt to death