Incensed by rejection
Now you walk the streets
A scab, not martyr
and I don't care
'coz you are just twisting the knife

Castigate me
Imitate me
Make my heart bleed
Patronise me
Crucify me
you're one thing i don't need
Oh no.

Slash your placebo
and the bile pours out
thick black rainbow
'coz you can't stand to see me now
twisting the knife

(steel against soft skin
take the blade push it in
dowsed in sacharin
crippled with sin)

I know you want me
but you can't have me.


by Gibertoni--