carrying

You say to go up not out, but you're the one feeding kindling to the fire you started

It's easier to burn the people beneath you

Trying to explain away your own mistakes

Scapegoat us into keeping your secrets in order to keep our jobs

and you stick us into a waiting game

and I hide my tears behind a calm facade that I like to call professionalism

but really is just called scared

You're up in your ivory tower, away from your people, away from perspective

Tell me what I did, what would you rather have me do

You might burn me but if I turn to ashes-

you'll end up burning too