The Wrist
Mushroomhead

The Wrist

Acting tragically
In an inept manner
Trying to act like
Something really mattered
When I open my eyes
It's all gone
Overthrown by your children
God willing shut you down
It's like the closer I get
I start to regret
What I've done?
A sick piece of shit
With the balls to admit
When he's wrong
React defiantly
I am someone, someone
Might even fool myself
Before I'm done
When I open my eyes
It's all gone
Overthrown by your children
God willing shut you down
Making believe
There's someplace I belong
Greedo died by the hand of solo
Amass a fortress of steel
Unsure if I can instill my will
Is caving in black
'Til there's no bringing it back again
Led astray by their mock sincerity
False charity
Condemned
Chewing insult
Inheriting unwarranted birthright
Crown a scapegoat
New king of shit
Ignorance is followed
By ignorance
Repetition diminishing senses
Defenseless
Crippled libido
Greedo died by the hand of solo
When I open my eyes
It's all gone
Making believe
There's someplace I belong
When I open my eyes
It's all gone
Might even fool myself
Before I'm done