The Dead End

So this is what it feels to make honest mistakes
What I thought an upgrade turned out to be deceit
I can never be free in this world of pretend
Not when sorrow and rage rule over love and peace

And I want to believe this won’t hold for too long
Truth is, we do not know if there’s an end to this siege
I am blind with belief that we can hold our own
But sometimes, staying strong ain’t enough to hide tears

What a trick to stay near, I have been played a fool
I am only a tool; my head’s turning the gears
Are we now in the clear or do you think we’re doomed?
I’m alone in my room, I have been so for years

Know how to play my fears to get me to submit
Otherwise won’t commit to be wielding this spear
Arrogantly, my dear, or you won’t beat my wits
I am giving you this in exchange of my dreams

I made my bed for real, now I must lie on it
This lesson I learnt here: nothing in life is clean
Now I bring up the rear in this march of sole grief
See you later, my sweet, when they grant me to steer.