All you do is talk and talk. But you've yet to walk the walk.
You might have wisdom and power, but all you've been is a dreamer.
You've poisoned the very roots with your own failures, then waved it off like nothing ever happened.
You chose to full-fill your childish past, leaving your wavering future in the dust.
You paint your world with the blood of your people, but you are too blind to see the ripples.
What's wrong with doing things twice, will doing it once make me the wise?
What's wrong with doing things now, when I can do something else later?
What's wrong with being practical, when your reasons are not?
What's wrong with shaking it off, when you are not even open to any other suggestions?
It's a shame that you are clueless about what's happening around you.
It's hilarious to see you contradict your very own values.
It's a joke when you try to lead with both ears closed.
It's funny how you see an inverted world straight.
Sometimes I wonder why you are still clueless ...
