Death For Respect
By Abilene
He’s a greedy grinThe Rainy Day DevilWhat’s in it for meWhen you said you loved me?What’s this hollow stare?The wear & tearThis routine beating On naked soresMy jumbled MessiahThe stuttering fool Who undressed insanelyFor kicks & some kind of...Knowledge that never shows.This twisted candleThe Nothing WordsThat rack the soul,Break the mind...Rules my crazinessAnd obstructs my timeAnd time againWe don’t understandThe permanent crashThe slice & slashOf what we’ve become...What we’ve undoneWhat’s left to succumb?Like blackness the howlEmpties into sadnessAnd sadness takes away clear thinking Clear madness alive in a gutReady to shred & molt.The unresolved orbWith needles & splintersThat plucks & pricks the normalityThat still lingers.And after this hell will WE still linger?Linger small with time then die & dieAnd come up again with a mask Unlike your ownTo wiggle & weave into trouble unknownForget the things she said to youI want the truth I want the truthAnd nothing but this!The satisfaction of at least one lie Lying in a sorry grave Of wilt & slaveWhy not this grave?Why never this truth?So masked & unbroken But ready to serveThis life, so f*cked with sympathyAnd these accordions playing a sickening tuneJust for me, and this crazed meReady for a punch, a crunchA death for respect. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 07:37 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"He’s a greedy grinThe Rainy Day DevilWhat’s in it for meWhen you said you loved me?What’s this hollow stare?The wear & tearThis routine beating On naked soresMy jumbled MessiahThe stuttering fool Who undressed insanelyFor kicks & some kind of...Knowledge that never shows.This twisted candleThe Nothing WordsThat rack the soul,Break the mind...Rules my crazinessAnd obstructs my timeAnd time againWe don’t understandThe permanent crashThe slice & slashOf what we’ve become...What we’ve undoneWhat’s left to succumb?Like blackness the howlEmpties into sadnessAnd sadness takes away clear thinking Clear madness alive in a gutReady to shred & molt.The unresolved orbWith needles & splintersThat plucks & pricks the normalityThat still lingers.And after this hell will WE still linger?Linger small with time then die & dieAnd come up again with a mask Unlike your ownTo wiggle & weave into trouble unknownForget the things she said to youI want the truth I want the truthAnd nothing but this!The satisfaction of at least one lie Lying in a sorry grave Of wilt & slaveWhy not this grave?Why never this truth?So masked & unbroken But ready to serveThis life, so f*cked with sympathyAnd these accordions playing a sickening tuneJust for me, and this crazed meReady for a punch, a crunchA death for respect...."