Chris Chameleon- Broken soul Lyrics

one would think that you’re perfect
the way in which you sit upon your self made pulpit
and look down. look away. look down

but I am not your stray mutt
and I’m ot the the old rug
with which you can polish your sadducean concience

can you remember when you were but a human
before you became that which you now regard yourself –
a mirage of beauty and grandeur

but when you lock yourself into your house
know full well that you’re locked in
with the monster within you

I know what’s your biggest fear
It’s that you may be, like me, merely human
And I understand how this can devastate you
Because it makes you, like me, a broken soul

Look, the wheel turns
And we turn and turn and turn along with it.