Deleted Scenes

Within multiple narrative graphs

I'm told I am a symbol of the past

But wasn't I a king built to last?

Before my castle walls quickly collapsed

The ecstasy of making things worse

Seems to have become a worldwide curse

This self-censorship made me weak

Cornered by all this therapy speak

I prefer the mirror to the screen

It helps me understand the way I feel

A tribute to what might have been

To mask and cover deleted scenes

A wave goodbye that never mattered

A cancellation before it happened

I fear myself more than anything else

The power at my fingertips

I prefer the mirror to the screen

It helps me understand the way I feel

A tribute to what might have been

To mask and cover deleted scenes

I prefer the mirror to the screen

It helps me understand the way I feel

A tribute to what might have been

To mask and cover deleted scenes