Lyrics
[verse]
You built yourself a tower and you called it your throne,
Convinced the whole wide world was made for you alone,
But every empire made of ego crumbles in the end,
And the crown you wear so proudly won't turn out to be a friend.
[verse]
The guitar's got an edge to it, a bold and driving sound,
Cutting through the emptiness of all the noise around,
I've watched you chase the spotlight while ignoring what is true,
Maybe it's time to step down from the pedestal you drew.
[chorus]
Hey there, you're not as big as you think you are,
Hey there, come back down from your falling star,
The world doesn't turn just for you alone,
Step down, step down from your paper throne.
[verse]
There's freedom in the letting go of who you claim to be,
A quieter kind of strength in a little humility,
The industrial edge is fierce but the message underneath,
Is a wish for you to find the ground beneath your feet.
[chorus]
Hey there, you're not as big as you think you are,
Hey there, come back down from your falling star,
The world doesn't turn just for you alone,
Step down, step down from your paper throne.
[bridge]
(instrumental - alt-metal industrial edge, driving intensity)
[chorus]
Hey there, you're not as big as you think you are,
Hey there, come back down from your falling star,
The world doesn't turn just for you alone,
Step down, step down from your paper throne.