Cynic

Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors

Soap opera is throwing out the radio

Spit over your shoulder when I'm crossing the road

This amulet brings bad luck for us all

I was once a believer

But now my heart turns in to a stone

Coldheart cynic

That's what's become of me

Coldheart cynic

That's what you've maid of me

No longer the soothing rays of light

Now I'm a resident of night

What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent

What a good sport you are

This year's award goes to you

Congratulations and co-miserations