Hypocrite! They’re all the same!
At least that’s what you say
But I know of one whose desire of peace from deception
Is drowned by all the evil that is mention
In his ear,
By angel with caves so deep that not even the bravest would leap
Censor, censor take away his evil scepter
Oh, how I long for a new face,
On me or one that I can embrace.
And I’m just walking.
My current state is more like a pose that I can’t move from,