“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.”

 - Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid. 

The lyrics are transformed to a whole new meaning…

A submerged vulnerability, you saw shining through,

you bought it out to flourish in its full volume, oh you!

so kind and thoughtful, providing a friend,

something that others began to comprehend,

something that others began to dislike,

oh them two? They’re  so alike!

You couldn’t be more wrong,

kicked and draged through the dirt,

who know anyone would end up this hurt.

You’ve made your bed, the time waits for you to lie,

you leave others questioning why?

It’s about time you realised,

manipulating pain for your gain

will come apparent and soon will end your reign,

down in the dirt you, along with those you’ve dragged through,

will lie and let be known

your cover, facade, finally blown.

“Manipulation, fueled with good intent, can be a blessing. But when used wickedly, it is the beginning of a magician’s karmic calamity.”