My Life in the Knife Trade
How many times
Have you noticed that our eyes
Hardly ever meet
From your judgment seat
I feel the anger for my very being
Fill me in
On when you became such a big part of my life
That I should bother
With all your lies designed to bring me down
Wrong again
Don't depend
On any reaction again
I remember the icy walls
That shot up from nowhere
And I can see every lie that you've ever told yourself
You bleed me dry and I don't ask why
But I'm left with the dust
Judas kiss I dismiss
Thank you all for this
I am untouched
Wait again
I'm not through with the screaming
I contend
That you've got nothing better to do
Trade my life for a barrel of gold
Find someone else before I get too old
If I live my life for aesthetic gain
Will you repay me with all your shame
I can see every light inside your brain
Go on every time that I walk by
For nods and whispers
Your comfort in my suffering
Is no longer disturbing
I'm lost beyond your petty stopwatch
In life's real time
Wait again
I'm not through with the screaming
I contend
That you've got nothing better to do
Trade my life for a barrel of gold
Find someone else before I get too old
If I live my life for aesthetic gain
Will you repay me with all your shame
Don't get up
I was slowly leaving the room
And when the door
Of your judgment
Swings back around again
Maybe I'll stop to watch
And I'll go on my way
I've seen quite enough
Of too many childish games
I'm ashamed of every moment
That I ever gave them the time of day
All the worst of enemies
Are somehow always
Friends that used to be