Fields Of Stone

I came here today to dispute the way
 That all my so-called fears are being treated
 I've taken the time, tried to redefine
 And seen the same old signs being repeated
 Sucking out the lifeblood from my
 Already dry veins
 Is this for real
 Or just T.V.?
 Let me know 'cause I ain't entertained
 I can be a pundit
 I've done this shit once or thrice
 I've seen them with their hands out
 And their planned out diatribes
 Pick me up, though
 I wasn't low
 Make me feel so strange
 All your theories prey upon my
 Catatonic state
 Where is the substance
 Of this abuse
 Under the surface
 Is nothing new
 No sense of purpose to this
 Come take your throne
 Chameleon
 You'll transform
 Someday you'll
 Walk with them
 Through fields of stone
 I leave here today with the strength to say
 That all my suspicions were correct
 Wasting your time trying to walk the line
 Only leaves you with feelings of neglect
 Now just like a
 Credit card her
 Shiny plastic wears away
 Where is the substance
 Of this abuse
 Under the surface
 Is nothing new
 No sense of purpose to this
 Come take your throne
 Chameleon
 You'll transform
 Someday you'll
 Walk with me
 Through fields of stone