The Writer 歌词

Oh 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 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 This is your reality, your veiled sight You can never see You can put the blame on us "It's all about your personal interpretation of what you're looking at" Oh 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 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) 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 So why don't you change within? Positions won't change as long as you can't see the point 'Till then we will keep observing you Sneering Oh