Status Seeker

Status Seeker

Dream Theater

When Dream and Day Unite

Heart sick at the sight of the

Status Seeker

In a sense I'm not beyond reproach

The aspiration to drop a name

When any rose might smell the same

Maybe you'll figure it out someday

I want to know you now

You know I've always believed in you

Nothing is sacred

You draw the bottom line

With a dollar sign

Change of opinion

At the drop of a dime

Graceless intrusion

Are you sanctified in your judgment of me

All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

In a garden where the seeds were spilled

I favored the few that stood strong in the sun

As I reached for the profit of my prize

I found I had trampled the forgotten ones

Nothing is sacred

You draw the bottom line

With a dollar sign

Change of opinion

At the drop of a dime

Graceless intrusion

Are you sanctified in your judgment of me

All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

You're running in circles

And I'm turning away

You refused to believe

Now I'm turning away

Nothing is sacred

You draw the bottom line

With a dollar sign

Change of opinion

At the drop of a dime

Graceless intrusion

Are you sanctified in your judgment of me

All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

You're running in circles

And I'm turning away

You refused to believe

Now I'm turning away