A Homage To A Shame

Say one thing for sorrow, say nothing for joy

It's a piss over our parade, the devices you employ

I'll say one thing for sorrow, it never leaves me dry

As I beg steal and borrow, there's no tears when I cry.

But I try and try and try again.

But no nothing can stop me, no nothing at all

I'm the entrance and the exit, the clogging will make you stall

Now your conscience clear stall now you've got so old

It's in the way you'll never wake up, in the way you feel the cold.

Time is running out.

Looks invent a

Feeling in a

Meaningless exchange

It's a testament to

Perseverance

A homage to a shame.

Cover your mouth.

Time is running out.

Undone and reckless is your mind it's up to you trust or not trust alone

Cover your mouth and hold it

Oh that sacred substance I crave is just another privilege I waive

Hold it hold it f-f-f-fuckin' hold it.

It's power I am drawn to

It's potency and flavor

Drives me and ignites me

Fuels a dirty secret.

Why can't I just tell?

Why can't I just tell the truth?