It was never meant to be
A distortion of reality
With the evidence after the fact
The story is always intact

Faith in the future
Leaping forward
Without looking
Down

Bullets falling on the floor
Perfect order
Drawn into the plan
Cue the press, desensitize
Perfect order
Drawn into the plan

Bound to the script
I can't read ahead
Leave it to the playwright
Blank pages to be read
Ink to the paper
Action before plot
The moral of the story
Later to be taught

Connecting the dots
The picture’s in plain sight
Number to number
The pencil knows what to write
The sequel before it ends
The playbook forced to bend
Telling tale after tale
No chance for it to fail

It was never meant to be
A distortion of reality
With the evidence after the fact
The story is always intact


Lyrics submitted by Octavarium64

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