You think that I am foolish for being idealistic.

Don’t think cause I have hope that I’m not realistic.

It makes me sick to know you’d play your fellow man to get some paper in those filthy hands.

The lies were your mistake. I’ll bail before I break

I bought what you sold.

And now you think you’re in control, you’ve got your boot right on my throat.

I bought what you sold, but I am stronger than you know and I’ve got every right to go so, so long.

You’re good at performing when you think you’ll prosper.

At best, you are a fake, and at your worst, a monster.

I won’t be complicit in shaking down the weaker ones whose minds are fading.

If you think that I’m too weak to take the life, you’re dead wrong.

The truth is that I would rather be a failure than your pawn.