Metaphor

I don't think you know

And I don't think you care

Want to take low

Take you right down there.

I've got your blood on my face

You fucking disgrace

My strength invested in you

Has gone to waste.

You have become

An amplification

A coagulation

Of manipulation.

No, I don't like you tricks

Or your personal parts

And your fucking semantics

Are breaking my heart.

And I don't want this shit

But I'm addicted to it

And we both know

That I'll take another hit.

You have become

A glorification

An exaggeration

Of desperation.

Ha, a script from the start

You pursue to inhibit

Yes you play a part

Why don't you fucking admit it?

No, you don't fight any more

Because you're flat to the floor

And who you are now

Is who I was before.

You have become

A representation

A dramatization

Of subordination.

Oh, you're such a bore

I'm gunna have to give you some more,

Want to leave you so sore

You are just a metaphor.

Oh your rotten core

Your forgotten law,

My forever more

You are just a metaphor.

Oh your rotten core

Your forgotten law,

My forever more

You are just a metaphor.

Oh, you're such a bore

I'm gunna have to give you some more,

Want to leave you so sore

You are just a metaphor.