Pilori

I’m devastated but the last example
You should use to feed it
And this war of words only keeps
A good place in my worst headaches

Please forget me
Relieved and happy
You can dig a deep grave
And drag me along my pride
And I’d better grit my teeth

I’m wrong, I know
One more lesson learned
Bastard, fucking bastard
Bastard, fucking bastard

And in the back of my head
I’m killing all the judges like you
For the glory of assuming my crime
I’m burning the ignorance of you
My silence equals my rancor but I’m fine

And for one time in your life
You owe me an explanation
Why are you putting me down
When you had tons of better solutions?

A rope, a razor, a gun, a cancer, the poison, the fire, the fall
One more conversation, one more wound, one more war

A war for every mistake made
And for the comfort of all you’ll be the genius
A war for every mistake made
And for the comfort of all you’ll be the genius