DOES IT HURT YOU,
WHO SHE LOVES OR WHAT SHE KNOWS?
“A COCK SILENT,
A HEN THAT CROWS”.
ANOTHER LOST CAUSE
NOT WORTHY TO EXPLAIN
STRONG BY THE LOOKS OF IT
BROKEN FROM CARRYING YOUR PAINS.

AND WHAT BREWS INSIDE YOU
MAKES YOU WHO YOU ARE

DIVIDE WHAT THREATENS
DOMESTIC DEVALUED.
RULES THAT DO NOT APPLY
TO THE LIKES OF YOU
WHO WILL HEAR US
WHEN WE'RE TORN LIKE BREAD?
NO ONE SEES YOUR PAIN
THEY SAY IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD

WHAT BRUISED, INSIDE YOU
A HEART THAT'S CALLOUSED AND SWEET

THERE IS TOO MUCH
TENDER MEAT IN ME
NOT TO TRY TO FEEL
ANYTHING BUT FREE.

IT'S ALL THE SAME
AS IT WAS BEFORE
TONGUES LIKE RAZOR BLADES
WHISPERING ILL REPORTS
BUT I AM NOT NAIVE,
I AM LEARNING TOO
AND WHO NEEDS ENEMIES
WHEN OUR FRIENDS ARE FUCKS LIKE YOU.