You speak more than you think And think less than anyone believes Inert futility This numbing paradox that screams Where is sympathy You spat in the face of opportunity Then with bold audacity Pointed the finger right at me
The coward in you runs So spineless afraid of all you see Infant stupidity Concealing shallowness to hide Lost in apathy Or left in the dust of mediocrity Faced with cold reality Another slave to cast away
Now wonder why As you reach for the sky On a wave of your own self importance you ride Beg for forgiveness to those that you scorn The all seeing I has you down to the core To the core
You speak more than you think And think less than many will perceive Attest misanthropy This numbing apathy that breeds Where is sympathy You spat in the face of opportunity Then with bold audacity Pointed the finger right at me
