Owls in the Attic - The Buffalo Song lyrics

It's plagiarism to part your lips What do your words mean now that history's been falsified? Your actions become history Ripping pages from the volumes Like a landslide author, you crack the spine What portions are left, are fictional Your liberty sickens me The world celebrates her fall from grace They raise their gla** to purity stripped away Do I stand alone In this place that I call home? Am I wrong to stay this way? Unaltered, unaltered Just because a structure is fleeting Doesn't mean it's designed to crumble Foundations were intended to persist You finally found a way to let me down I didn't think you had it in you I'm letting you fall this time You petition my eyes, but my heart is set