Album: Danse Macabre
Some people get bit from inside,
When they talk it's cold and sour
And no, there's nothing you can do now
They've had their way too many times
If you glare to fet what you want,
It'll become your look
If there's dirt you've got on someone,
You'll let it loose without a thought
You let the poison spill,
Spurt from your throat,
Hiss like steam,
Because the pressure is unreal
I'm not saying that ir's not
You're causing a scene
You're wearing out that note
You scream until it's gone
You scream until it's gone, gone, gone
No government check can reverse it
You'd need a royal eclipse of the tongue
Or is the pain that you endure now
Something you need?
Well, you know how to get it
There's no climbing up that list
You just move down it one by one
You hate this and this and love that it shows
You're insecure, but that's no excuse
Just tell them they lie,
You tell them the truth,
The things you won't take are coming in groups
The people abused the trust that you had
And now you don't want it back