Throwing Your Title

All we need is knowing how to hit spot on
And how to run place to place
You say you have your plans to do else things
But nothing for those who can't see them

You build your firing ego high above the clouds
Where your head lies and your heart is lost
When I ask for a chance to improve
You just throw your title at me

You wreak of arrogance, and resemble pride
The mirror and scent tells no false testimony
My eyes see what the glass does, but to you
I'm just a child trying to argue with a man

There lies nothing left to argue now
You stay what you wish, and forever remain
The lost of who you are, who you once upon a time
Used to be so very well