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My throat falls numb from the endless execution of contempt's song. |
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It fails to follow suit in silence even now. |
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I can hear every word. Leave this place. |
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If only you could just be half as hateful if only i could still take you with a grain of salt |
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i could fake some respect and hide the pity. |
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For what i once feared is now somehow down on my level. |
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I never claimed to see through another's eyes. |
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I could never inflict such abuse upon myself honestly. |
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Honest in a sense that i'm willing, but such intensity is dulled with age. |
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Leaving me some spoiled child. |
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I'll take it in stride, with every cheep shot landed. |
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I took it without crying. |
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Now shut the fuck up. |
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I've always sang the cowards song. |
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I've never claimed to be, anything but. |
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Like father like son. |
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We'll find an easy way i'll fly so high, |
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to no longer hear the hisses of hatred ringing in my head. |
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Selfishly sober in spite of you. |
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I'll never be the man to which you compare me. |
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Selfishly sober in spite of them. |
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You boast i'm dead to you and i in turn agree. |
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I turned a deaf ear on you, i knew the rest. |
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Sob stories were never my strong suit. |
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Now just as threatening as i'll let you be. |
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I keep a short rope, and a shorter fuse. |
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For the one who love's who? |
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I won't leave this place. |
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So boast i'm dead to you, with dying breath. |
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I can't hear a thing. |
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I never could. |
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Fuck your apologies. |
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I've tolerated your last death threat. |
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I don't condone the likes of anyone so keep your word |
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and consider me dead...to you. |
