Friday, September 5, 2008

of lies, more lies and one helluva perv.

your lies.
they are so very thin.
when the gunshots go
all that's left are just gaping holes.

still you stand.
behind that bullet-ridden wall.
oh, why won't you just grow up?!
these holes, they betray you.

i can see you now.
see you clear as the day.
see your heart.
it's black as the night.

can't you freaking wake up?!
we're freaking drowning and all you're gonna do is hide behind that wall of lies.
you're going down.
oh yeahh.

wait till you feel the wrath of the gate of babylon.
it'll make you wish you'd never been born.
shatter your bones and break your will.
splattering crimson red all around.

oh, how unfortunate.
late, late and late yet again.

how long're you gonna take?
always pushing the blame around.
always hiding from the shame.
always the one to have fun while we're slogging away.

37 is all we have. and 700 you said.
i'm not a lil' kid that can't count.
and i'm not a wuss that's gonna take it lying down.
no more.

the clock's a-ticking and you keep saying, "hey, it wasn't me.".
keep saying it.
keep smiling like you always do.
that smile of yours.
it makes me sick inside.
no more.

yes, no more.

your lies.
they are weak.
so cheap.
so pathetic.
so you.

they cheapen you.
they degrade me.
make you sound like a lil' kid.
and make me feel like your lil' kid sis.

so tell you what.
keep your lies for another day, for your lil' sis.
cos i ain't buying any of em.
so shut the hell up.
and get packing you perv.
it's no point throwing out names when the faces don't know you.
go get a life and stop trying to play mr nice guy and mr fix-it when you freaking know you're not.
and yes, shut yer trap while you're at it.

period.

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