Sunday, December 6, 2009

I'm Stealing Their Lollipops

You don't know what it means to be a man,
You never did, you never will.

We're tired of the lies,
And the endless goodbyes,
Tell us everything's okay,
When all you do is betray.

We are the tumor on your back,
Scratch until the pain subsides,
You better start worrying,
We're not benign.

When you're not kissing babies,
You're stealing their lollipops.

Like zombies we came back,
Never doubt an angry mass.

Pitchforks raised in fits of fury,
We are the judge and the jury.

When you're not kissing babies,
You're stealing their lollipops.

We are the tumor on your back,
Scratch until the pain subsides,
You better start worrying,
We're not benign.

We are the tumor on your back,
Scratch until the pain subsides,
You better start worrying,
We're not benign.

The minute you turn your back,
Is the minute you should start worrying.

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