am i Ozymandias? am i the arsehole here?
i'm trembling with deep regret, and giving into fear
a darkness has descended, a doubt is at my soul
around me, everything revolves

i'm over-thinking everything, lost in my malaise
my every action, thought and contact, crippling my days
it's all my fault and in my head, i am all to blame
maybe paranoia's getting in the way

come rest your frantic head and give yourself a break
come sit with me below this tree and have some tea and cake
i love you so, you're who you are and you love all these folk
rest your pretty head here on my coat

am i Ozymandias, the king do you despair
plots and schemes and machinations, tangled in my hair
bending worlds to my design, distraught they disobey
maybe paranoia's getting in the way

come rest your frantic head and give yourself a break
come sit with me below this tree and have some tea and cake
i love you so you're who you are and you love all these folk
rest your pretty head here on my coat

am i Ozymandias, it helps for me to say
that's it's just little me, i'm scared, maybe we can play
a touch, a hug, a smile, the love we have is here to stay
maybe gentle is a way

come rest your frantic head and give yourself a break
come sit with me below this tree and have some tea and cake
i love you so you're who you are and you love all these folk
rest your pretty head you're not alone

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