(They get as cold as ice.)
Judging
They know that you’re the star,
that’s why they act so nice;
but let your dynasty end,
and they get as cold as ice,
Why can’t they be authentic,
and engage in what they say;
instead of false injections,
going on their lying way.
I’m trying to unearth it,
why they deceive and such;
feasting on your precious power,
and using it as their crutch.
You think that there is hope
and reason they might conform;
but it’s only another trick,
and the lull before the storm.
The theater of your mind
needs to be soundly secured;
projecting suggested warnings
until you can’t be lured.
