Weak

Come to know them and what makes them burn take

Out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt fueled

By some loss we'll never know i sit down now 'cause

I'm not playing with you abusing amusing your peers

And all your demons in passive aggression accusing

All else but you hurt the ones you've grown to love

You feed on them embitterment refills your empty

Soul release it into them your sharp words alcohol

Enhanced fueled by guilt your checkered past you

Had the last word and we are having the last laught

Laught at me as i sit this one out and they're dancing

Around me afraid you give me strenght to call it

Weak