You want your ritual; I want a right.
What is removed from us is a moment to unite.
Because all we do is argue and all we do is fight;
Give there some time for us to be without any spite.

If you’re looking for solace you won’t find it here.
Smokes in my pocket and hand on a beer.
Chug down the contents then toss it like you.
If you want to ask then join me in our mirrors view.

I hate the road that you force me down.
Sick of the way that hog that crown.
Hunt for days while staying silent.
And if a word is spoken you’ll flip to violent.

What does that mean and why are these the words you say?
Vicious with your malintent, I need to get away.
But to end the fight and admit defeat simply won’t do.
You brought the match and decided to strike it too.

Blah, blah, blah there you go again.
Mouthing off like you’re a real some thing.
But truth be told you are just a speck.
Acting all prim and proper which just makes me sick.

Tough, you lost now get back in line.
Your social distortion has no space and time.
Just a bunch of words that you love to spew.
Its why those listening are severely in the few.

Dig through dirt just to find some jewels.
In your opinion everyone else are fools.
They slave away upon the hamster wheel.
Spinning forever without hopes of a good deal.
Desperate to escape the mess of every waking moment.
But little do they have to worry about being hit by anothers fury,
Cause you’re a…

Gold digger!
Only here for the cash.
Gold digger!
You’ll disappear like a flash.

Acting so coy is how you baffle and confuse.
From there you can sink in hooks to not lose.
Writhe around and cement your place.
Because in you there is no hint of disgrace.
They’re just a name and a face but not a person you would declare.
How do you even stand to stare into a mirror and not feel sick?
With all you’ve done…

Gold digger!
Only here for the cash.
Gold digger!
You’ll disappear like a flash.

Laugh at jokes that make your skin crawl.
All while plotting your latest mates downfall.
Set a trap and then lure them too far in.
Not sure you count amongst us human being.
But change your ways is something you will not.
Cause everything you have this is how you’ve got.
As a lifelong…

Gold digger!
Only here for the cash.
Gold digger!
You’ll disappear like a flash.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Its all you ever perform.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Cut the cord and weather.

Deep in the dark of shallow waters.
I see no reason to give quarters.
Vent out the agony imbued in hate.
Not about to repeat that aged mistake.

With a factor ninety seeping through.
All these actions were caused by how you…

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Its all you ever perform.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Cut the cord and weather.

Thump in your chest is not a heart.
Too busy aiming at your mark.
Callous empty soulless husk shell.
Should have rung an alarm bell.

But my eyes slipped from what mattered.
As a result I became so brain scattered.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Its all you ever perform.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Cut the cord and weather.

Pity you have no ounce of sane.
Whats in your head is screeching pain.
Shame is not a thing for you.
You’re too focused on cutting through with…

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Its all you ever perform.

Lie.
Fucking lie.
Fucking lie.
Cut the cord and weather…
The storm; which you form,
Tore my soul,
But I will not wait for you.

If I hear banter one more time I think I’m gonna scream.
Its like I’m trapped in a dull endless dream.
So much fascination with filling air.
Oh I swear; please stay there.

Conformity is not necessarily about giving in.
Society has laws and for good reason.
Unless you want anarchy to prevail.
If that’s you then here is where I bail.

Polish a turd but it won’t become a gem.
Sick of spinning round without an end.
Shift perspective feels like a line.
Wave goodbye to sense in time.

Jacks in the box but what about poor old Jill.
Did she not make the cut or is there something still?
Merge the pieces or hear the calls.
Each one is from a set of fools.

How’s the day when it’s not left to do its thing?
Haven’t a clue but its clearly flagging.
Too many cooks do spoil the broth.
Then get out the kitchen or face wroth.

You got a pretty face but not a smile in sight.
Is that cause you’re spoiling for a fight?
Not a route that I wish to take.
Its why to me so many people appear fake.

So try and be different from the other ones.
Cause in this age it’s a copycat phenomenon.
Boring with how out and overplayed.
Time to set up a fresh parade.
Be unique and not a sheep.
Sick of how by the numbers I hear the bleat.

With a dainty voice that sounds so put on.
Are you trying to impress someone?
Or are you that engrossed in your lie;
That to not conform will make you cry?

So try and be different from the other ones.
Cause in this age it’s a copycat phenomenon.
Boring with how out and overplayed.
Time to set up a fresh parade.
Be unique and not a sheep.
Sick of how by the numbers I hear the bleat.

A gym body but not an ounce of persona.
No I’m not someone who wants to remain a loner.
But a conversation would be nice to have.
Instead of sitting in silence which would be a drag.

So try and be different from the other ones.
Cause in this age it’s a copycat phenomenon.
Boring with how out and overplayed.
Time to set up a fresh parade.
Be unique and not a sheep.
Sick of how by the numbers I hear the bleat.

You picked the lock to get ahead,
All while pretending to be wrapped up in bed.
Distributed a set of self-serving lies;
Drawn to them like a spider to trapped flies.

There is queen in your drama.
Rivers of mascara.
Truth is null and void.
Manipulation on steroid,
Break the chains.

Detail lacking in your endless excuses;
Time for others has been long since commuted.
Shatter hearts just to get one step in front;
All day long out like a predator on the hunt.

There is queen in your drama.
Rivers of mascara.
Truth is null and void.
Manipulation on steroid,
Break the chains.

Displace the truth for it serves no goal;
Your heart so hard and dark it might be coal.
Twisted smile sits forever in place,
To you there is no such thing as disgrace.

There is queen in your drama.
Rivers of mascara.
Truth is null and void.
Manipulation on steroid,
Break the chains.

Polluted sense of how important are you,
Its why from these corners you tend to spew.
Invite new tales to draw attention,
Every one of them is of your invention.

There is queen in your drama.
Rivers of mascara.
Truth is null and void.
Manipulation on steroid,
Break the chains.

Scream for notice before it fades away;
Centre of the universe is the role you play.
Cheated tests and tribulations;
You are a dictator with your accusations.

There is queen in your drama.
Rivers of mascara.
Truth is null and void.
Manipulation on steroid,
Break the chains.

Five years in the fire,
Mount the funeral pyre.

Lashed against glowing rock.
To me this world is shock.

But admit defeat I won’t do.
All the hate can stay with you.
Cause in stubborn form I push right through.
Ignore the bile that you spew.

A decade of destruction,
Leads to pure corruption.

Hounded into the grave.
Species that’s spent its brave.

But admit defeat I won’t do.
All the hate can stay with you.
Cause in stubborn form I push right through.
Ignore the bile that you spew.

Century in steep decline,
No point saying all is fine.

Cracked under heated whip.
Misfortune carved into a quip.

But admit defeat I won’t do.
All the hate can stay with you.
Cause in stubborn form I push right through.
Ignore the bile that you spew.

Six feet under there’s still the crack of a whip.
A new world order which some claim is a blip.
It all looks the same which is why boredom is creeping.
Soon I’ll be down in the gutter where the cesspool is seeping.

Not significant.
I’m sick of how we’re irrelevant.

Notions dreamt up, to sow another lie.
What perseveres, is the start of a cry.
Fragile and weeping angels come to drink.
But in the midst of madness all they do is sink.
Pull a new stack!

Noose round the neck of a sad little soul.
Bring in the big guns who are beyond our control.
What’s a war when peace is but letters on a page.
Anyone would think we are in dire straights of needing a sage.

Not significant.
I’m sick of how we’re irrelevant.

Notions dreamt up, to sow another lie.
What perseveres, is the start of a cry.
Fragile and weeping, angels come to drink.
But in the midst of madness, all they do is sink.
Pull a new stack!

Look into the glass and tell me what you see.
Is there a brother, teacher, father, hero or am I nobody?
Give the truth without pause for concern.
Being blunt should not bring forth a burn.
For if honesty can not be spoke then what is the point?
Done it for you now I ask you pay me the same courtesy.
Though do not look to your allies who surround;
They are not here to take your silent command.
So speak your truths and let them be known.
Otherwise why did we ever build this grand house and home?

Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand and prevail!

Cheating sack of rotting lie-filled grinning meat.
That was the utterance that I did dare to speak.
Not an ounce of care but now you wish to beg.
You are a monster who refuses to pause once fed.
Incessant wish to twist and be made a king.
This house and home of which you speak is but a false dream.

Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand and prevail!

Putrid and wrapped in flesh.
Languish upon all of this.
Halt the progress of a people.
All to chase a falling steeple.
Harbour grudge and fuel a fued.
You are but the contorted member of a brood.

So spit the sinew from your teeth.
Wring your hands for a week.
Knee deep in gore and smiling wide.
You only lust for pride.
Brother, teacher, father, hero; you are not.
What you are best labelled as is a tyrannical dot.

Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand against you and prevail!

Bunny hopping ain’t for nothing.

Leap around like an insane fool.
All to dodge the bullet spool.
Never ending flow of lead.
Or is it plasma aimed at your head?
I don’t…have a clue.

If it misses me then I’ll be pleased to.
Because the threat is real.
Underestimate if you wish to feel,

Butchered.
Part of a spree.
Savaged.
Overkill for me.
All these medals are flowing out.
Time for you to recount your doubt.

Crouch and hope it saves the day.

It may seem like camping.
But truth is I’m ramping.
Allowing my shields to recharge.
Right before I partake in a new barge.
Otherwise…its all for nothing.

If I survive through the pain.
Then I’ll restart again.
But fail to see and soon I’ll feel,

Butchered.
Part of a spree.
Savaged.
Overkill me.
All these medals are flowing out.
Time for us to recount our doubt.