Sophomore - Lemuria

Sophomore, so different that you’re just the same

Sophomore, address your parents by their first name

Sophomore, such an ugly caricature

Sophomore, keep up the good effort

Your father says to put your shoulder to the wheel

And you reply that his proverbs sound archaic

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Boasting you’re a stoic is such a paradox

You turn all rooms into gymnasiums

Be careful, your ego floods a stadium

I don’t intend to become an obstacle

For every victory in this fresh struggle

Everyone tells you to put your shoulder to the wheel

And you reply that they sound like your father

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Boasting you’re a stoic, you’ve got us all lost

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Sophomore, your ego floods a stadium

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Your ego floods a stadium

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Sophomore, your ego floods a stadium

A skeptic, a cynic, with jurisdiction of good art

Your ego floods a stadium

Your ego floods a stadium