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fourth wall with lyrics - spookynova lyrics

when you bear the writer’s mind
at a point, the writer will find
that their thoughts are not their own
they will find that they are not alone
with the quill they clutch so tight;
clutching until they start losing sight
of the things that made them themselves
and their own story is not theirs to

tell to the ones who had
open ears
in the beginning they
sought their fears
made the base
to all your assumptions
so, who is the real creator here?
trust in scott’s plan

undying lеgacy, will of man
tell me how those two work
hand*in*hand
as thе masses spread their delusions
about how much weight the
wording brings:
i held the ends of the
puppet strings
you always stressed all the
minor things
i guess that’s just, bound to happen, though…

i’m the ending
and the beginning of
what you’ve seen
you handled everything
in between
made to be anything
but mainstream
forced to be part of a
greater scheme
it’s not what it was
designed to be
but, do the fault of those flaws
fall on me?

it comes back to me
every time you’re
jumping to conclude what you think
careful to not bring filth
where you drink
for, you all drink
from the same
river where passion goes to sink
even the passage of years cannot
dry
this
ink
love me or hate me
i’m what will remain
when everything that i’ve created
has withered away
remember my name
i ask
when was the point of a puzzle
to have it explained?
and what is the point of explaining
what’s subject to change?
you’ll still play the games
you’ll still pay the price of assuming
control of the stage
for, now, you’ll find out
it’s more than some tales on a page
in this modern age
they hang onto a narrative
which i am forced to obey
my conscience is chained
my freedom is held in a cage
this river is drained
you have no more to gain

from my grasp
you’ve taken so much
and yet you still struggle to
stop the collapse
you’re losing your touch
we’re losing the kingdom we built
in the past
this outcome is just;
we earned all the fractures and
cracks when we crashed
we’ll burn out but then
we’ll shine at
last
throwing stones;
they’re dragging you down
you’ve grown a thick layer of skin
on those bones
don’t mess it up now
you gave up your life when you
asked for the throne
constructed a town
that can’t be destroyed by an
army of clones
we must go on with the show

y’know?

i know you hate me
but i will remain
when everything that i’ve created
has withered away
they’ve tarnished my name
i ask
when was the point of a puzzle
to have it explained?
and what is the point of explaining
what’s subject to change?
you’ll still play my games
you’ll still pay the price of assuming
control of the stage
for, now, you’ll find out
it’s more than some tales on a page
in this modern age
they hang onto a narrative
which i am forced to obey
my conscience is chained
my freedom is held in a cage
the well has been drained
you have no more to

take away from
hands that write
there’s a point the masses will find
that they will be on their own
they will find themselves all alone
grasping for straws they
cannot see
wanting what simply
cannot be
you make your own efforts obsolete
when you go looking for more to
complete

- lyrics spookynova lyrics

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