I feel like the avatar I feel like the avatar gathered where the maggots are expecting an answer the music world needs saving apparently im a cure for the cancer put me in command then get scared when I act like the commander huh The Last Wordbender everybody points at me when the balance is slanted ballast on back atlas stance accused I planned it planets gets handed to the man that demands he can handle it man I can manage the mantle cant manage what the man'll demand of it like I was appointed to carry the planet four fucking fires and they hand me the matches then act disappointed when they learn that Im just a bastard they love the idea of a chosen survivor dont understand that theyll burn in the fire while they wait for my arrival nobody checks if the saviour needs saving they just see me whip flames and miscalculate the sea waving Im meant to bring peace to the war in my ribcage master myself while they measure my mistakes every battle puts wind under the wings of my surname more weight to the name more names on the wrist brace misplaced snakes and my wrist breaks misplaced faith in me everyone mistakes what the risk takes risk raised wish strained still they insist wait like I can bear what they bring cos Ive been brave but the more that I carry the more that they mis weigh weight on the eagle theyre waiting to see if hes evil and what he can withstand wingspan expands with demands every win adds win after win puts more weight where the shit bends they see how high I can fly never ask what the lift takes my past lives talking like hindsight is wisdom but its easy to guide when youve finished your living Ive got generations weighing inside my decisions fucking good at giving directions but aint no one sharing the impact so fuck being chosen when I wasnt consulted in fact purpose sounds prettier after its destructed i wish that I could call it a gift cos a burden sounds too honest to live with call me the avatar but dont ask why I vanished © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
