• Liberation has
    forced
    my hand and
    you'll never
    know the cost.

    Wake up.
    Shake up.

    Raise the stakes, the bets are high,
    but you're
    just coming off a low.

    Lull
    me to dreamland
    with your
    broken
    lullabies.

    What was that they always said?

    "Ignorance
    is
    bliss."

    I wanted to know
    the world;
    I wanted the world
    to know
    me.

    But now I get it.
    I give up.

    After all,
    you are no match
    for me.

    Or was it the other way around?

    Silk sheets and
    velvety smooth
    words
    make for a
    perfect alibi.

    Now,
    all you need
    is a
    crime.

    Puzzle's solved.
    Day's won.
    World's saved.

    But does anyone
    ever
    know the true cost of
    happiness?