We rely on subtle points

and stabs at biting humour

to reveal our tired roles

of slave and domination



who did you enlighten today

humiliate to sell your point of view

create an image for mass consumption

insecurity as intellect



see your soul

in your eyes

hope your trophies

will not mind



i'm sick of this grain of salt

that i must take you with

i wanna lash out but i bite my lip

the talk gets older and the lines get stale

your chance at godliness has already failed



you can't deny

your thirst and drive

for your time

in the spotlight



why

are you so damned sure that you shut your friends out

i have learned to shut out every hateful word



you'll never

see the friends you've lost

from behind your transparent mask



i haven't grown to hate you

i've just grown to forget you

you label me class rank and station

your intellectual masturbation

you're absolutely intoxicated

by your own mouth running in circles

your tongue always tends to lose it

every chance you get you abuse it

you now have spent a lifetime

killing time



i'm sick and tired of your reaction

why don't you shut the fuck up



when you discover

just how easy

it is to impress

without demanding

all the attention

for no reason

maybe you'll believe me



your own will to power has come back to haunt you