Your name is like a needle in my eye
a knife at the end of my tongue
a serpents flying venom
i wish it didn't flush out all the hatred
you say one thing and face another
so wrapped up in self you think you've found understanding
but your soul is but a sliver of everyone else's
and you experience the sliver you choose to see
eye so narrow you can't fathom open arms
and you say you can sense and feel others
when you're naivety is screaming, scaring away sincerity
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:12 PM UTC
Your name is like a needle in my eye
a knife at the end of my tongue
a serpents flying venom
i wish it didn't flush out all the hatred
you say one thing and face another
so wrapped up in self you think you've found understanding
but your soul is but a sliver of everyone else's
and you experience the sliver you choose to see
eye so narrow you can't fathom open arms
and you say you can sense and feel others
when you're naivety is screaming, scaring away sincerity