the language of the lie
barbed and callous tongues shall lick
behind the thinnest doors
a web of falsehood so unfoldshumility
pride dissected maliciously
a mockery
bonds dissolve in endless mimickerycruelly illuminated the subject of shallow spectacle
inherent weaknesses revealed
contact withers to a lullonce perfect pictures now stained with fingerprints
tragedy fucks jealousy
the human heartstrings bend and break
vultures with human eyes, can you feel them circling?
preying on tender moments
the failures of purest dream
our selfish means are the means to this fucking end
a knife for every spine of every mannails scratching into the flesh until fibers are broken
something's got to givethe bottoms of bottles no longer ease the pain
and the bathroom mirror reflects the face of autonomyman must invert
internalize the pain
the sequence replays in the mind
the human heartstrings bend and breakvultures with human eyes, can you feel them circling?
preying on tender moments
the failures of purest dream
our selfish means are the means to this fucking end
a knife for every spine of every man
away a lot ugly answers lie somewhere in between
intrinsic disregard and the burden of weaknessthey're sharpening
the knives are always sharpening
a life now stained with fingerprints
something's got to give!