Dirt Poor Robins
Dirt Poor Robins - With Slander For A Blade lyrics
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Why is malice on my mind tonight? The wine and meat I eat Can't touch this hunger that is flaring Still the air turns to heat I'm fixed upon my knife I'm blinded by it's glare A candle lights your mockery The wakening my wrath All common decency is draining from me listening to your laugh I've a taste for blood against your casual affairs Folly, this is folly for the joy that it brings is fleeting Each night outside my window, I see them work Observe them stalking prey like predators as they talked and flirt They melt your mind like wax to steal their haunting display For if you do not bite today, you will return rest assured Their longing stares will let go on and on around every bend and curve Until your home is frost and your band's in decay Folly, this is folly for the joy that it brings is fleeting Heaven owns no place for a man that lets his family slip away So these lies that I shall take our touring criminals you see For with one I slave a hundred, tend a thousand men from spreading their disease Now this handle, justice crushes me Crushes me Go on and dare to glare at me, but I know you're worse For every day you slay the innocent in your thought and word And then return to your ground of clichés You're shielded by your forehead, it cloaks your sin from sight But somewhere lurking deep within the fog is the stalker in the night Who strikes down all who descent with a death for a blade Folly, this is folly for the joy that it brings is fleeting. Can you condemn another man's sin without adding to it? [10x]