the language of the lie

barbed and callous tongues shall lick

behind the thinnest doors

a web of falsehood so unfolds



humility

pride dissected maliciously

a mockery

bonds dissolve in endless mimickery



cruelly illuminated the subject of shallow spectacle

inherent weaknesses revealed

contact withers to a lull



once 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 man



nails scratching into the flesh until fibers are broken

something's got to give



the bottoms of bottles no longer ease the pain

and the bathroom mirror reflects the face of autonomy



man must invert

internalize the pain

the sequence replays in the mind

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 man



away a lot ugly answers lie somewhere in between

intrinsic disregard and the burden of weakness



they're sharpening

the knives are always sharpening

a life now stained with fingerprints

something's got to give!