One Man - Accessory

This glorified dropout

Is sleeping with a smile

Is standing out from the crowd

By changing one detail

He lost his adaptation

Made some petty noise

Lost his isolation

Hit every other voice

Pray for the final paradise

It’s the primal pride

Preach to end the crisis

Something to confide

This glorified dropout

Derides the bored eyes

The touch that makes him proud

A brainstorm he denies

A wise guy who profits

By the wordless yell

The sermon as a unit

A stolen promise to sell