Lyrics:

Who's in charge here?
I wanna talk to the king
Who's been starving the artists
While the dead men dream?
And the lower the fruit hangs off of the vine
The more desperate people gonna take a bite
It's an unoriginal sin
Is that the best you can do?
It's an unoriginal sin
I expected more out of you

I'm chasing a ceiling that you won't ever break
Trying to keep up was your first mistake
I don't care what you do now to yourself anymore
You can do what you want, there's the open door
It's an unoriginal sin
Is that the best you can do?
It's an unoriginal sin
I expected more out of you

It's an unoriginal sin
Is that the best you can do?
It's an unoriginal sin
I expected more out of you
It's an unoriginal sin (oh)
Is that the best you can do? (Oh)
It's such an unoriginal sin
I expected more
I expected more
I expected more (I expected more)
But I never got more