Perforation of a promised truth.
Casting stones from within your glass booth.
Shirking off all responsibility.
Forwarding each item recklessly.
Without a thought entering that head.
Just want blame to be shed.
As stones crack your overused shield.
Cowardice on constant display.
We’re all sick of your running away.
Face the music or throw in the towel.
Rather than always deciding to kowtow.
For respect is earned not deserved.
No reason to have it endlessly served.
Cause you’re only digging a deeper grave.
Motivation is a banned word.
One that you’ve never heard.
Often used but unable to comprehend.
Better to whine than to put any effort in.
Banking on others doing it all.
Setting yourself up for an almighty fall.
Better to flake than fight tooth and nail.
Your excuses line the fucking streets.
Each one of them spells oblivion.
Brainless as soon as they leave your lips.
As original as a solar eclipse.
Recycled lines that others have said.
Parroting ideas as though they are you.
But you can’t go further than repetition.
