They talk of success with a smooth, charming tone,
Selling your dreams while you stand alone.
"Cut off your ties," they coldly insist,
"Only then will your future be blessed"
With slick talk and promises of gold,
They push you away from your loved ones’ hold.
"Isolation’s the key," they deceitfully say,
While they gain from your suffering each day.
In the quiet of your lonely fight,
Their empty promises turn dark as night.
Nightmares and sorrow become your new norm,
As their deceitful schemes start to form.
Their shiny facade hides a cruel game,
Building their empire from your pain and shame.
While they enjoy success built on your tears,
You’re left in the wreckage of all your fears.
Selling your dreams while you stand alone.
"Cut off your ties," they coldly insist,
"Only then will your future be blessed"
With slick talk and promises of gold,
They push you away from your loved ones’ hold.
"Isolation’s the key," they deceitfully say,
While they gain from your suffering each day.
In the quiet of your lonely fight,
Their empty promises turn dark as night.
Nightmares and sorrow become your new norm,
As their deceitful schemes start to form.
Their shiny facade hides a cruel game,
Building their empire from your pain and shame.
While they enjoy success built on your tears,
You’re left in the wreckage of all your fears.