Roles, The Rules

 

 

You've got it in you

To speak the nasty truth

But roles of society...

The rules I mean

Say you got to be 'nice'

To all those liars and thieves

Those deplorable souls

Because we all deserve a smile

Your smile

On our bad day of life

So you learn to assimilate

Speak the harsh...mean truth

Behind closed doors

To stuffed animals and walls

Pick up lying on cue

To the old ladies at corner shops

Those young men near the lake

Because happy lies

Are more acceptable these days

Then you lose it

You ain't got it in you

To tell that painful reality

We are trying so desperately...

Hard to ignore

 

Author's Note

Cp. 4:39PM Wen 05/14/08 'Nymphetamine' Cradle of Filth angry at the dogs, words, trying to breathe, getting it out, hating society (Typed, House)