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