Mailboxes never opened
Filled up to the nth degree
Scrap your theories of transference
I'm a single entity

Shiny shoes and phallic neckties
Don't decide my shaking hands
In or out or in control
The bellow of a dying man

Oil stains along the driveway
Mark the way you look at me
Sandbagged by a flawless heathen
Enter fakers, enter posers,
Enter me

With Degrees of cynicism
No mild disgust will I bequeath
The folly of a Nations leader
A Nation of idiocy

b_____ stains along the byway
Mark the way you look at me
Sandbagged by a flawless heathen
Enter fakers, enter posers,
Enter me

You can't be serious
Making a mockery out of me
Nobody cared for us
So why don't you give them everything?
I won't be dared to give up on yesterday
And I won't give anything away

Renata Cross (c) April 2008

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
114
114.29
Shinedown w Nutshell Lyrics
Radiohead live and unsorted 3 Lucky Lyrics