Tell me

I'll tell you for freedom
It does not exist
Team players for a price
The cost of friends
Complete your correspondence
To to pass the test
But what of the truth?
It's laid to rest
Buried beneath success
Time waits for no man
Or so they say
Then why are some 
In eternal dismay?
Mourning awaits at the end of the day
But what kind of morning and what do we pay?
Should you stay or find another way?
Procrastinate and your choice fades away
Opportunity knocked on the wrong door today
For a sorrow subscription we don't have to pay
So tell or sell what you have to say
Either way the results are the same
You're the one who will take the blame
As you try to sustain the thing that you gain
Stay in the womb or accept your tomb
Is it a choice or do we assume
that our doom will be subdued
If only to conclude that we may have been fooled
By a road that is paved in gold
Hold on to everything true
But don't assume the truth will come through
Subdue the source of your blues
If you find a kind of truce, you won't lose
But is it a lie or the truth you choose?