Monster

SoreSore cunt from a career of self-serveWhat the hell have you done to yourself?What the fuck have you done to everyone else?Face the juryBuoyantlyVividlyRendering every pocket blisteringYou've found a way to displace the shameTo misplace the same weightGift wrapped in diseaseShotgun in a muzzleShotgun silenced..Sealed in a graphicSealed in silencePivotal as choice isIn your handsHave you not any shame?How could you blame the world?How could you place any fault?Reflective surfaces showWho holds responsibility for it allI'll never accept who you areMonster's not word enoughWhat you areWords can't sayAlive and well to my dismayDismay brought from a conveyor of self-serveLook what You've done to yourselfFuck you and what You've done to yourselfHave you not any shame?How could you blame the world?How could you place any fault?Reflective surfaces showWho holds responsibility for it allI'll never accept who you areMonster's not word enoughNever accept who you areWhat you areWords can't sayAlive and well to my dismayWhat you areI can't sayWhat you need?I'll shove a splintering stake up your cuntWe've all made mistakesWith room for more mistakes to make..No I will never be a monster..I'll never accept who you areMonsters not word enoughWhat you areMonsters not word enough..