Candidate

Forced by the pressure
The territories marked
No longer the pleasure
Oh, Ive since lost the heart
Corrupted from memory
No longer the power
Its creeping up slowly
The last fatal hour
Oh, I dont know what made me
What gave me the right
To mess with your values
And change wrong to right
Please keep your distance
The trail leads to here
Theres blood on your fingers
Brought on by fear
I campaigned for nothing
I worked hard for this
I tried to get to you
You treat me like this
Its just second nature
Its what weve been shown
Were living by your rules
Thats all that we know
I tried to get to you
I tried to get to you
I tried to get to you
Oh I tried to get to you