Names, titles, a useless scar
Sending us back as we've come so far
Names, titles, and pretty words
Burn the skin and split hearts into thirds
And you still think it's all for fun
Gazes, looks, an unnatural feeling
As though, with your eyes, skin is peeling
Gazes, looks, and repetitive lies
To only one skin in this town has ties
Let's see you stand as one
Worries, hate, a recurring joke
A bigger fire in heart this'll stoke
Worries, hate filled with apathy
All of them so care free, but too blind to see
Because you are at no place to shun
Fair, just, a distanced claim
Look behind eyes, and tell me the same
Fair, just, something we know
But when it comes we refuse to show
When you have only walked the shoes of one
Words, phrases, wasted air
To something so wonderful, only to tear
Words, phrases, a shot in the dark
To something so close it'll leave a mark
So take your walk back then o majority son
And I'll sit here, majority one
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
Names, titles, a useless scar
Sending us back as we've come so far
Names, titles, and pretty words
Burn the skin and split hearts into thirds
And you still think it's all for fun
Gazes, looks, an unnatural feeling
As though, with your eyes, skin is peeling
Gazes, looks, and repetitive lies
To only one skin in this town has ties
Let's see you stand as one
Worries, hate, a recurring joke
A bigger fire in heart this'll stoke
Worries, hate filled with apathy
All of them so care free, but too blind to see
Because you are at no place to shun
Fair, just, a distanced claim
Look behind eyes, and tell me the same
Fair, just, something we know
But when it comes we refuse to show
When you have only walked the shoes of one
Words, phrases, wasted air
To something so wonderful, only to tear
Words, phrases, a shot in the dark
To something so close it'll leave a mark
So take your walk back then o majority son
And I'll sit here, majority one