Plagiarist

I hear the music, the pressure is real

They come and get me

I'm reading my own mind

I clear the bookcase of words I might steal

I can't believe it, I've lifted every line

Lifted every line

Lifted every line

Lifted every line

I can't pretend to regret it

The days that just won't die

Under the shape of a sail

I'm reading my own mind

The cold steel and the instant

I change the wording to make it less clear

They come and get me

I thought no one would mind

I took a walk in the palace of peers

Wrote down their lyrics

And passed them off as mine

Passed them off as mine

Passed them off as mine

Passed them off as mine

I can't pretend to regret it

The days that just won't die

Under the shape of a sail

Receiving my own mind

The cold steel and the instant

The taste of rust and brine

The great fear of a moment

Appealing to the sky

They come and carry me out

Into the damp lane

An unaccompanied child

Raises a fat hand

When I had nothing to give

I gave what wasn't mine

I opened up an old book

I can't pretend to regret it

The days that just won't die

Under the shape of a sail

I'm reading my own mind

The cold steel and the pressure

The taste of rust and brine

The ship's keel and the infant

Asleep in his own life