Funeral Diner Yeah You Remember That
Words spoken from a silver-tinged mouth. So easy to do
the looking down when you're permanently entrenched on
higher ground. Say these words, cut this skin, sharpen
the teeth and i'll bleed. As if bleeding was even enough
for you. Turn me away, i'll laugh. Wrapped up, packed,
and on the path I made for myself. You can count on that
and ascend, with the pleasures of always being in the
right. Burn your name, and who you represent, and what
you stand for. Erase the pity signals, shave the meaning
away, and destroy the message you always scream so loud.