Words Are Just Words Are Just Words

They don't care about you
Until they need to show off
Just a bit of fun
Is all I ever want
As the crickets spew from their mouths
You're only something for sale
Hanging from the rail
By a cross medallion
The wasted potential I gain from this pain
From staring out the window pane
It all makes me want
To just gouge out my eyes
I'm staring back at people's lives
Instead of living mine

Waiting, just to wait
Only to wait again
On another update

And they don't care about me
Or any of my friends
Dying in a ditch
That's the best they wish
As the bullshit pours from their mouths
You're only something for sale
Empty promises
Seeping influence
While all of their words
Are just words
Are just words
With no escape from their cruel world
Where everything free
And imaginative
Is just another dollar sign
Pay-to-play to feel fine



Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Schutz
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