We rely on subtle points and stabs at biting humour to reveal our tired
roles of slave and domination
who did you enlighten
today humiliate to sell your point of view create an image for mass
consumption insecurity as intellect
see your soul in your
eyes hope your trophies will not mind
i'm sick of this grain of
salt that i must take you with i wanna lash out but i bite my lip the
talk gets older and the lines get stale your chance at godliness has already
failed
you can't deny your thirst and drive for your time in
the spotlight
why are you so damned sure that you shut your friends
out i have learned to shut out every hateful word
you'll never see
the friends you've lost from behind your transparent mask
i haven't
grown to hate you i've just grown to forget you you label me class rank
and station your intellectual masturbation you're absolutely
intoxicated by your own mouth running in circles your tongue always tends
to lose it every chance you get you abuse it you now have spent a
lifetime killing time
i'm sick and tired of your reaction why
don't you shut the fuck up
when you discover just how easy it is
to impress without demanding all the attention for no reason maybe
you'll believe me