Listening to your every command
They don't understand
The sacrifices you make for the people,
They only take, and take the good will
Stealing away all of your memories, losing every ability
Well, I'm done placing bets on a foolish gamble
And asking on the endless debt of the selfish men
I'll roll all my dice, reveal my hand
Lose all the kindness I was owed
Now, bury your right hand
So you can right the wrongs, write a song
With your journal of my truth.