Inner Thought Skin And Nails
Say those words that cut right through me
Pass the mallet around
Comment on all you see fit
Grab a fistful and Pound
Now someone new has come along
Time to define again
The need to talk about yourself
Should swiftly be your end
Careless to all on whom you trod
A mental trains, run off the rails
Charging in, take verbal control
Slain a spike in, skin and nails
Contempt arises and my grip fails
Label me, skin and nails
Tack me up on the wall
Another pelt in your wondrous collection
Displayed under microscope
Tagged and used for your function
Wordtrap
Tan me
Stretch out
Hung up
To dry
