Thursday, January 13, 2011

January

13/1/11
I didn’t set the fucking fire
but that doesn’t mean I can walk away
without feeling guilt or shame,
You just don’t walk past a choking baby,
It’s not just the perpetrator that feels the blame.

And you walk around setting fires,
And you walk around picking
At your shoulder,
And we all know you only laugh so hard
to cover up the fact that you want to cry.

The world is so full of, I didn’t
start it so I won’t bother to try to end it
and how will the world make it through this,
You just don’t walk past a burning building,
Trust me, it’s not just the sunny skies you’ll miss.

And you walk around setting fires,
And you walk around picking
At your shoulder,
And we all know you only laugh so hard
to cover up the fact that you want to cry.

I’ve never walked past a burning tree,
Maybe if I had I wouldn’t have so much empathy,
Maybe I’m in the wrong and the healthy
are the ones who can walk past the bum on the street
without feeling a twinge of sympathy.

And you walk around setting fires,
And you walk around picking
At your shoulder,
And we all know you only laugh so hard
to cover up the fact that you want to cry.
Yeah ‘cause you want to cry,
‘Cause you’d love to be the hero,
But you know you’re evil inside,
through and through,
Yeah ‘cause you’ve never cried.

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