With gods like these
who needs enemys?
They send you like an elephant
on a flying trapeze.
With excuses
All the reason in the world
all the rhyme but no
mistake for what is done
You peeled the sulphur from the sun; and
(Pre-Chorus)
No
You can't send your forgiveness
because you've heard it all before
left lying on the floor
and; No
There won't be a retraction
Another day
just waiting for inaction
(CH)
They butter you up
so they can tear you down easy
so easy -
one more time
They butter you up
so they can sell you the answer
why
it didnt turn out this time (this time)
But when it all melts down
You can have some on your waffles or
throw it out.
You choose the story now.
Who butters you up?
And if it drags you down you are responsible now.
You are responsible.
With friends like these
the world is on its knees
And they skin you like a tiger
spread out on the hunters floor.
Every option in the world
to move along so swiftly
or
like a brick
you can curl up 'round
holding a grudge up
like a mirror
to your own face now.
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