Trope - Lambs

You scraped corners
For kinks in my armor
Does it make you feel good
To know that you're not welcome anymore

Rocks in my face
Oh how you got me
Kicking screaming standing still
We’re finally climbing up the hill

Don’t make me hate the world
Like you do
Although I'm hurt and bruised

You are blind for
He sits among us
I'm not here to start a war
What we all need is something
To adore

You’ve allowed them
To take over
Poison seeping through your veins
And now’s the time to cleanse them
From your brain

Don’t make me live the past like you do
Although I feel it too

It don’t matter
Shapes getting smaller
Forgiveness we may all deserve
But I’m just gonna focus on the verve

Turn your back
Self-focus
Get what you need

Wasted space
On all these entitled thieves
Dressed like lambs
But wolves with teeth

Caring for no one
Other than themselves
I’m no good
I just add weights to the shelf

Covered in rain
And I’m at it again
Cycle the blame
Till you come to an end

Time wasted years pass me by
Fighting to tell you why
Voices still linger unheard
Screaming to tell me why

Craving in gold
Seeking control
And allowing the vapid
To strangle your soul