Llynch A History Of Gentlemen
I found history and deciphered all the dreams that I
couldn’t find yet.
A good chance for being a liar. Punching rocks to punish
the self. We bring all this to an end.
Dismantle and imitate the fakes.
Oh that’s sickening, well at least disgust holds you
awake.
Can’t I own it all for just one day. Can’t recall things
that I say. My worst friend is on the way.
I’m forced to recognize his sway. Forcing the baritone,
down the throat of man.
Details blur down here in this great high. Every inch is
frightening somehow.
Makes me tumble and won’t let me go far.
You will change. I swear you’ll change my dear. For the
sake of conformity yeah, you will change.
There’s no greater love, than the one for myself.
There’s no greater shame, than the one for myself.
There’s no greater truth, then the one I can’t tell.
There’s no greater pain, than the one that shows me what
I can never be.
Down the throat of man.
