Took me by the hand to show me royalty
In this castle so many things to see
And all I could become, a knight wasted away
I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me
It's not what you made me feel I did to you
I cry, angry that I played the fool
For these are the tears of my own shame
Even just a page I never thought to read
And writing on the wall became a tapestry
The blues I felt , the reds they blinded me
And all the greens only taught me jealousy
And I am not what I care to be
And she is not what I came to see
And like some Shakespearean tragedy
That in the end have to question...finally
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