Social Insecurity

Discussion dans 'Archive' créé par DestrOi!, 25 Mai 2007.

  1. DestrOi!

    DestrOi! Membre du forum Membre actif

    Mar 2005
    Growling as I smile and stare from the other side of the street
    Is it the speed I'm walking at or the shoes upon my feet?
    I couldn't afford the baseball boots, that's not the game I play
    And if you'd rather hang about I won't get in your way

    If the words you backhand to your friend were meant for me to hear
    I'll show you a better way to spend your breath over a beer
    Or a coffee. Come on mutant-head! Let's drop the social games
    Call it a bluff, call it enough, quit calling each other names

    There's hardly any difference in the nature of the threat
    Some like to be remembered by the reaction they can get
    Others need security in a certain social set
    But both are too aware of what they still yet have to get

    Is no one ever satisfied with being what they are?
    If you show me all your barbed wire, I'll only show you scars

    But tell me where you got it from and what it costs in friends
    And I'll start to get a picture of a person not a trend
    Ignorance and affinity to outside influence
    Rejects the inner feeling at anyone's expense

    What provoked attack was the nature of defence
    The weak are strong in knowing that such strength is all pretence

    So while you're staring at me I'll be grinning back at you
    At various intensities, we'll both know that it's true
    That what each other represents is an image we've been fed7
    If I'm a fucking waste of space than you're a mutant head
    So let's discuss these attitudes and find some common ground
    Just doing that is ground enough to exorcise the sound
    Of insults, sights of malice, inbred scorn and ignorance
    Once beyond the posing we can find the relevance