And you'll lie, yeah you'll lie, because you can't stand what it says. Consequence be damned, erase it all, rewrite the rest. Call him mad when he says things that you don't want to hear, trick them all into believing while you all stop up your ears.
No one gave you the right, the will of the broken, to take control of everything’s lives. No one asked for your guide, the ones who have spoken, to write the laws we’re forced to abide.
A poorly thought out plan, a claim it is “necessary”, dictating all you can, never let dissenters speak.
In a loop of building the cage and burying the keys, There’s only good and bad, there’s nowhere in between, Everybody loves to judge, everybody thinks they’re clean…
You took me on, you forced my hand again, Holding the rope, holding everything
I can’t remember, I can’t Remember identity, the visions in my mind from Screamin’ at me
I define myself By how well I hide, I feel it coming apart. Well, at least I tried. (You know who and what this is about :3c )
I’m done for now. Because I am tired. Who volunteers to be a pillow?!
//Um… judging from the fact that the Overseers are all lying in a seemingly catatonic state, and we sent Quicksilver to poke one of them and they didn’t move, we’d guess you could use any of them as a pillow. Uh, careful when they recover, though.