"A Spell Identified"

I don't know why I'll never be,
my prayer feels so much less than free;
The wish I'd fill could not be right,
for a wrong thing not meant to fly;
and it's not cool to tell me lies

I'd hope to break the spell identified;
It's hard to do, 'cause I've got naught to sell and lie;
I don't want to
I don't need to
I don't see a reason why
Tell me what I need to do
yea, Help me find a place to die
I don't care about your words
no, I don't care about your lies
Sell yourself because it's well
that you obey and aid our crime

I don't know what is left for me
My servants smile for wicked dreams
The killer queen won't take my life
For I know hers is broken right
And it's so cool to tell them why

I'd hope to break the spell identified
It's hard to do, 'cause I've got naught to sell and lie;

I can help you
I can hurt you
You are mine to amplify
All the feelings that you knew
are breaking down a little light
Take away all that I know and replace it
with the good of lies
hope for me is all I read
from the mouth of properly placed pride