Wasp

I use to follow you and the distant light. I fought and died believing all the lies. I've earned my stripes. It's a bad day for the good guys. I maybe difficult. I don't play games. I am sacred and profane. You don't know enough to come out of the rain. You say that "Boy's good for nothing, He's got a witch in his brain." Rising from the floods. The dreadful harmonies. Free... Cast Away. Ahhohhhhhh.... The smell of Nylon. Alters, smeared makeup and sharp blades. My Goblins, they chase away the pain. (I am LEARNING.) All my tears have been cried. From where I sat, you seemed so far up. I earned my fucking stripes. I'm still measured by the holes. Immune to venom, just look at my torso. You've weaved a WASP. (An unfaithful drone.) All things covered in stings. I was painted in the intervals, the art of losing outlines. Less keen but sharp and dangerous. Rising from the floods, the dreadful harmonies. We'll part as enemies. Ah ah.... The currents are deep and dragging me down. I shelved these broken bones. (Like you said) "The devil looks after his own". Cast Away. Ahhohhhhhh.... The smell of Nylon. Alters, smeared makeup and sharp blades. My Goblins, they chase away the pain. (I am LEARNING.) All my tears have been cried. From where I sat, you seemed so far up. I earned my fucking stripes. I'll stay still. The truth ain't always kind. Clean faces hide dirty minds. I'll stay still. They inject venom with kissing honeycomb patterned lies. (How am I surprised?) (You don't believe?) Un-Earth-and-see... There's new drones and new queens. But I'm UNIQUE. Hide me in the shadows of their wings. Let the damage be done when I STING... NOW I STING.... I got room to maneuver. CON-FI-DENSE... NOW I STING.... I got room to maneuver. CON-FI-DENSE...