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What is it that you want to be

A pain

For those who scare you to lead

What is wrong in your head

What makes you believe that you rule

Keeping men far

From that dream that you call danger

But it’s their life

Your behavior will no longer

Hide this lie

Who you wanted to be it’s an illusion

So that What you are not they won’t be

Sweeping dreams away, confining lives

You inflict this pain in your way

Make it look like a gift

So that those really believe to deserve it

And be grateful to you

This is how you win

But yourself knows fear is not respect

Man is the rule to himself

What belongs to a life

No one can decide

What’s right or wrong

Time says you’ll be

Debtor, convict to loose

No weaker, no stronger

No more time to inject fear