(You think you’re) Radical

Like the raven to the dove

You always speak from far above

Got the spike still in your heart?

Do you remember where to start again

Those phrases, they expired years ago

You really love it when they bow to you

Still the same contemptuous smile

I know I’m getting over you

You think you’re radical, rechargeable?

Inflatable! You’re incurable

You think you’re radical?

Not repairable! Infusible.

You’re never radical

With the anger of a rat

In the sewer, sensing blood

Did you score again with scorn

Be wary not to warn against fraud

The foundations of the house

That you’ve built up just to burn it down

I’ll stay unapproachable to you

I know I’m getting over you