What You Deserve
4/24/14
 
I can’t tell you anything true today
I guess that I’ve really nothing to say
Tomorrow will arrive again if it may
And speak to me in a superior way

The words of my mouth are ink upon the page
I’m neither sketching the plot out, nor setting the stage
Driven by on need, one fearless rage
Like the animal that sleeps in his tormentors cage

I cannot repent when I’ve intentionally sinned
I can’t translate the language of the wind
I care not for your moral integrity
I care not what you do or what you see

For god judges his own with the roll of the dice
And cares not to divide humans from mice
And yet somehow I know in my mind
We all get what we deserve in the end of our time