Idol of the Idle

do I freak you out
my thoughts are running backwards;
my soul's torn out
yet yr smile is so welcoming

I don't have to accept
everything you say
i do have to set you apart
y'see I just can't help it

and here i am
bleeding before the bullet hits its mark
slash me with a busted bottle
and it could open doors into the Hell that lurks within me
(if only I could haunt the
demons!)

but all I really need
is some Friendship
acool hand on my burning brow
and all I really need is epiphany....

will I wear you down
I'm relentlessly resentful
and strung right out
I'm imbued with the rage of revolutionaries

I'm like Penelope
I like to weave it in
and then rip it out
I'm devastated by your empathy

hypocrisy is the best lube for social intercourse
a smile to push the hatred deeper
and I have no concept of life
other than I am dying
(if only I could wound the healer!)

but all I really need
is some silence
and space to stand on solid ground
and all I really need is some deep strength

and all I really need is some holding
and ways to strengthen ties that bind
and all I really need
is some vengeance.....