My Life In The Knife Trade
How many times have I noticed that our eyes hardly ever meet?
From your judgment seat I can 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 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
Than 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
Than 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 only leaving the room.
When the door of your judgment swings back around again,
Maybe I'll stop to watch your act and I'll go on my way.
I've seen quite enough of too many childish games.
I'm ashamed of every moment and that I ever gave them the time of day.
All the worst enemies are somehow always friends that used to be