The Writer

It's your turn right now
 Let me see your steps, let me feel your hesitation
 Nothing ventured, nothing gained
 We know the reproach to yourself
 All your reflections as an open secret
 All your mistakes as a success, your tears as the pitiful disport
 Your decisions make us win
 Follow the guide we gave you
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 Don't look upward, there's nothing above you
 Your eyes aren't qualified
 Your memory is your future
 Can you remember your end?
 We are your faith and your fear
 We are your inspiration and your overload
 You're all equal
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 This is your reality, your veiled sight
 You can never see
 You can put the blame on us
 You can put the blame on us
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 I see you try to grow with your scars
 But you fail again and again
 You can put the blame on us
 This is what, this is what we expect
 This makes your life so much easier
 Just close your eyes, follow blindly
 In your deepest dreams you can see us
 In your lonely hours you can feel us
 In your lonely hours you can feel us
 (You can feel us, you can feel us)
 (You can feel us, you can feel us)
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 This prison was built for you
 You are not ready for the outside
 Maybe you will never be
 Maybe you will never see
 Nothing is more constant than change
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 So why, why don't you change within?
 Positions won't change as long as you can't see the point
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 'Til then we will keep observing you sneering