Pilot

you might think I'm a man 
you might think I'm a pilot 
you might think that we can 
you might think I'm a pirate 
you might think I'm a farmer 
you might think I'm a stone 
you might think I'm a father 
you might think I'm alone 
baby I've got your number 
I've heard your stories too 
king stay the king
no matter what you do
i hold you under
and all your sisters too 
come at the king
got a violin just for you 
you might think I'm a man 
you might think I'm a pilot 
you might think I'm a fan 
you might think I'm a tyrant
you might call me a preacher 
you might say I'm a stone
you might call me a teacher 
you might call me your own 
you can call me anything 
your sense of entitlement tingling 
doesn’t matter what you say 
I'll be your captain anyway