Doomed plans of safety surface between showcases of failed poetry
Your bullshit liberal declaration of pedofile immunity
Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth
One more ribbon, one more guilt trip
Still you would give them one more chance
and damn those whores for carelessness
Come with your declaration Cut the length and choose your mount
I'll wet the appetite for change I'll feast on them for a while
Statistic after sick statistic
Only your success is more pathetic
Take the rape and push it in until you're raw to any comfort
Eaten out hollow he feasts
He smiles with her on his breath
She can no longer feel it tear
She can no longer push her self to breath
Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth
One more ribbon, one more guilt trip
Still you would let those bastards live
and damn those whores for carelessness
Come with your legislation
Cut the length and give them rope
I'll wet the appetite for change
I'll feast on them for a while
Verdict after unjust verdict
Only your success is more twisted
Take the rape and pull it out
Until you're raw to any comfort
Eaten out hollow still bound
A smile never passed her lips
She's tore to her navel
His sick idea of growing pains
Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth
One more ribbon, one more guilt trip
Still you would let those bastards free
and damn those whores for carelessness
Come with your empathy
Cut to length and kick them down