• Ive gone and done it again,
    Put my heart back on its puppet strings.
    Tell me, is it worth it,
    Is it worth the loss, the pain.
    Or am i doomed, banished to be in sorrow.
    Those wings of silver you have,
    Are those real.
    Or are they apart of the scheme as well.
    My eyes cannot see anymore,
    The fact or fiction.
    Or maybe its not the fact,
    And just the fiction,
    Im unable to comprehend.
    Is what im saying even true,
    Or is it misguided by your clever ruse.