An institution of pickpockets
Controlling your future
Testing your patience
As a form of torture
Testing your ability to understand
No clear answer they demand
Splitting your skull, and bleeding you dry
Failing at everything when you try
Finding more ways to wear you thin
See the greed behind their grin
Changing the rules to hold you back
All so you can listen to some old hack
Never completing your ultimate goal
One piece of paper will cost you your soul