The Last Supper

a scrap of meat tossed to the lion cubs

who couldn't be cued in to the lion's share

stripped from game

they spent the same season hunting

but who am i to speak my mind?

it may be new year but i'm stuck in time

and still my place remains the same

to everyone but me

oh what a treat

a seat across from the water thief

damage control to prove he cares

and down the way is a brand new enemy

so as we argue the lesser of two evils

i guess it should be the one you benefit from

you benefit from crumbs

and as i choke down this last meal

it's not as sweet as it should be

is it bad reflection or a new direction?

if a double-dipped tip ain't worth this

i just can't tell you what is

is this new religion just a rash decision?

if everyone's off except for me

am i the one who really is?

and as i choke down this last meal

wonder who wonders how i feel

and if this really is my time to go

it's not as sweet as it should be