Memory Fragments: Corruption

Frontman

Have you ever wondered how it is to be the frontman of something?
The voice and face that gets to take and bear anything thrown by a fan?
When everything seems okay, you know the frontman has to be smiling
When everything is fucked up, you know there aren't no one but the frontman

When your life is at its lowest, you can always count for me to be there
When your life's work is at its peak, you'll see me standing right next to you, cheering
But when all seems to backfire, I'll be left to be your shield as you disappear in the thin air
All those insults, thrown objects and physical abuse, those are all things you won't get the chance of fearing

We were once a family, you know? I went to your lives and rescued you all
I gave all of you a makeshift home here in the theater
And now you say you didn't need rescue? When your eyes are about to bawl?
Now that, that is truly a coup de theatre

All of you say things that don't make sense to me. Like abandonment
Like betrayal from a son to a father. Actually, more like a sibling to their brother
You all may think I despise you. That my heart is full of resentment
But, in reality, there's no other feeling I'd rather

Being up front and center of everything surrounding your family is what a frontman does
Up front and center of the love we share and the hate I deflect
Like a lightning rod, the sheer force of an electrifying session of catechize
There was nothing wrong to begin with. Our backstories, you seem to neglect

Aren't you proud of them? The struggles that made you who you all are?
The enigma is but a stage mask. A background to your story
A thing that gives depth to the raising star
We channeled our pasts and made them part of our old glory

The enigma fades away when the star shines. It leaves only a shadow formed by their light
That shadow, that dark place forms nightmares in your minds when you shun away your lives
I gave all of you a future. Together, going solo for a bit, it didn't matter to me if one of you took the spotlight
But now? Now you all cast your shine onto me so that I may be the only one at the sharp end of knives

I was meant to be a star. The brightest one so that I could light your paths into tomorrow
Different paths that would've let you to the same destination. Here, to the theater
But now I seem to have blinded you with my shine. A blind rage now you all throw
Out of spite. I must look to you like I'm just an anbieter

I did not sell your stories for profit or to gain a certain image for our group
The roles you were given. The characters you played on stage
That performance was meant to be where the audience's hearts regroup
All in one place. All just one harmonized heart. Instead, it was one raging rampage

I'm sorry if I misspoke. I'm sorry if I treated you all like stocks on a market
I just wanted to let the people know who we were. The real ones
It is in your rights to leave me. I expose my heart for you to mark it
Mark it so they may find a target for their guns

Run away from life once again. Hide in my shadow while they tear me to pieces
Although you all hate me and scorned me from your hearts, I'll forever be your frontman
Up front and center of every danger and backlash; my love for you increases
In the fires of this collapsing theater, how I wish my heart was a stuntman