Shackled to greatness It's for your bet interests nothing less but the best my dear Dagged down this road of status by fools There has been sickness at play, I fear It's all been mapped out for you Since you were a twinkle in their eyes Unfortunatly, my dear, this is for them Your thoughts, disregarded as petty and childish Shut your mouth, cause your life is planned A sad history I will walk my own direction Following my heart, seeing where it takes me Strike your match, light your candle For each and every day of your life that you don't see me Don't burn down the house, waiting for me