Crown Prince Syndrome

And when I look in the mirror
 It's not myself
 Staring back with those judging eyes
 It's an image of the past king himself
 Taunting me from the skies
 Power, it cannot be destroyed
 It can only be transferred
 The crux of a kingborn
 To bear the lowborn's scorn
 I paid my dues
 And had the city rebuilt
 I walked among the people
 With my heart flooded by guilt
 The crown, it cannot be destroyed
 It can only be transferred
 The crux of the lowborn
 To dismiss the highborn they mourn
 There is nothing worse for a lying soul
 Than the mirror of reality
 What's broken can be whole
 But you still see cracks in the reflection
 And it's your own curse, a heavy toll
 Don't let it spoil your sanity
 You might fill the hole
 In your soul but it still has an infection
 
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 Not every father gets a chance to
 Start his son off in his own footsteps
 I'm a far cry from him
 A charlatan, unworthy of his blood
 There is nothing worse for a lying soul
 Than the mirror of reality
 What's broken can be whole
 But you still see cracks in the reflection
 And it's your own curse, a heavy toll
 Don't let it spoil your sanity
 You might fill the hole
 In your soul but it still has an infection
 Not every father gets a chance to
 Start his son off in his own footsteps
 I'm a far cry from him
 A charlatan, unworthy of his blood