the farce

Dec 31, 2008 17:44

sing your surrender into the camera
explain to it your complete fear
in gibberish and child-speak
rack the focus so it knows you're here

like an idea past its prime
like a drone left asking 'why'
with a keyboard and paycheck
you're a warrior afraid to die

you've got time oozing from your pores
you've got it flying out your ass
so best to whisper anytime you speak
you've got more bile than you've got brass

soon all that time will hunt you down
so you'll fling shit and then refuel
because you'll never own your failure
now freeze frame on the fool


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