Poets Lie

Move the earth A poets curse I don't want to go where you want to go I don't want to go where you want to go Where am i On the drive Poets lie With their eyes Flood me past the gates no don't let it free Painting with a lover smearing jealousy Pointing at the rain screaming cry the waves Hell on to the moon and the sunny days Move the earth A poets curse I don't want to go where you want to go I don't want to go where you want to go Where am i On the drive Poets lie With their eyes Move the earth A poets curse I don't want to go where you want to go I don't want to go where you want to go Dusting past the people who are here to pester all the schizo's Who had cried themselves Who had cried themselves awake Stripping down the flesh and only hoping for the best When all the bricks start collapsing and they crush you with their weight When it comes to ego leave a father in the fire go to dance on top the ashes I am twisting in his wake Sharpen up your teeth and grip the blade up underneath and split your tongue into 4 Pieces If you will participate Where am i On the drive Poets lie Poets lie Where am i On the drive Poets lie With their eyes