What will it take? What will it take? Give a man more than due, he'll laud you all his days But give him less than he mused, oh god your idol waste (What will finally earn you grace?) Are you not entertained? When your expectations ride On the backs of promised lie Showing your worth is almost a curse that Leaves you high and dry (What will it take?) What of ends long pursued, scaled and wait for praise How regressed to follow suit, the art has lost its way (What will finally suit the taste?) Are you not entertained? When your expectations ride On the backs of promised lie Showing your worth is almost a curse that Leaves you high and dry When your expectations ride On the backs of promised lie Showing your worth is almost a curse that Leaves you high and dry Leaves you high and dry Tell me what's the point of this? (What's the point, what's the point?) I'm lost in censorship I'm lost in censorship Tell me what's the point of this? (What's the point, what's the point?) I am lost When your expectations ride On the backs of promised lie Showing your worth is almost a curse that Leaves you high and dry When your expectations ride On the backs of promised lie Showing your worth is almost a curse that Leaves you high and dry What will it take? What will it take? Are you not entertained?