Old Heroes Young Villians

I'm an armchair patriot
Part time revolutionary armpit
Minimum wage slave
Don't stick your fingers through my cage
I'm the wonder of our age
If life was a video game then I might engage

But I'll just call it day
Because I ain't slaving away
To try and figure things out
To try and better the world
I'll just keep my head low
And watch some telly getting smelly
With this belly i got no meaning

I'm scared to know where things might go
I'm just going with the flow
In a world of super villains and anti heroes
And you

But every once in a while
With a wince, I get a glimpse
Of something greater than me
A thing I don't want but could be
And it's pulling me in
Heart first, head last
And it forces me to think going way too fast

I'm scared to know where things might go
I'm just going with the flow
In a world of super villains and anti heroes
And you

It's said no rest for the wicked
It's said no rest for the wicked

I don't want to live in a world where
Nothing matters and I won't
Run to the comfort of hope anymore
And I don't
Want to live in a world of good and evil
And I don't want to be your soldier anymore