Because You Should Know

because you should know
the lights are all around us.

It's going to come down to this
so be careful who you trust
to anyone who plays the game:
survival is a must.
You get ahead by staying sharp,
You trample those who miss the mark,
You cast despair on those who stray,
You ruin the lives of those who say,
Anything you don't agree with,
Anything that cuts you short.
And for those of you who want to quit,
an early death will always sit,
well in the mind of those who loved you.
For there is no hiding in the game!
You can't just run away from life!
You have to grab it by the horns!
You're in the open,
You're by yourself,
No shelter, no saviour, no one will help...
still...
You'll do fine...
but when to you begin drawing the line?

At all the times you force fed lies?
At all the emotions you failed to disquise?
At everything that you think you knew?
No, you'll never stop,
and you and I know it.

So I think it fair
You should at least tell me this,
when exactly
did you begin
to mix your fact with fantasy,
To bite off the heads of those you knew,
to take it out on those who loved you.
for this I knew you'd throw it all away
for you have been blinded,
demoraled,
despun.

I feel sorry for you.
In your head,
you've tricked yourself,
you've made yourself believe,
That no one else could really matter,
Under your grand scheme of things.
You've made yourself believe
that you are the best
better, bigger, best,
so much better than all the rest
so much so at their expense.
So tell me when did you stop caring?
Almost everything you do is for personal gain.
You won't even begin to imagine the pain
that you cause and inflict.
Of course, I wouldn't put it past you,
for someone like you, you are just a hollow shell
that is being controlled by a beast from hell,
You have lost all of your feeling,
and your willingness to fight it,
it is much easy to surrender know.
You are long gone.
Don't worry,
You had already died,
on the same day you forgot to draw the line,
Yes this whole time you were living,
but you were still dead.
Dead to me,
and dead to them,
dead to your true self.
You had already lost the game.

But not everyone will suffer your fate,
for they have kept their hearts free and true.
It is important to keep your heart strong,
because it won't matter if you win in the end,
because in this world
there are the greedy
in this world
there are the needy
and you will need help sorting the two.


So when you've done the things you wanted,
And filled up your heart to all it's content,
you can crawl into the distance,
there you'll find the end of the earth,
and as the darkness creeps upon us
one by one,
the stars will come out,
to shine on the world,
all their truth and all their cunning,
to mask everything with
jet,
but when the sun comes up
and the glitter never fades,
but mirrors memories of
yesterday

We Know.