You stand there
On your ivory tower
Looking upon me
With a hating glower
You tear me down
And chain me up
Making sure
I won't get up
You howl with glee
And evil and hate
Laughing an mocking
My current state
You make me your puppet
String by string
To stand there
And make me bow
You trash my life
And hurt my soul
Until my happiness
Is no more
And when I'm gone
You'll be glad
That you've taken everything
I've ever had
And with my final breath
I will say
You have won
Then fade away
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