Acquiring An Appetite For Ruin

You speak like flexing a muscle
With words of prejudice for phobias of emotion
And over exemplify the contrast of insecurity
In such a way as to adorn the ways of death
When in truth your obsession with morbidity is your fear of it
Like riding the bull or biting the bullet

The depth of our struggles is sourced in our relative fights
And I’m the scapegoat, like a face to resign resentment to
What you hate about me is something truest of you
Loose cannon, unpredictability, short fuse
What you fire on me is sooner the gun you turn on yourself

Intimidation factors in paranoia for head games
Malice in the thoughts you seed for suspicion
Deteriorating the integrity of work place civility
As morale depreciates on the whims of a knife in the back
And everyone takes turns utilizing the fangs to network animosity

Like small time politics of working class politicians
As if break rooms are practice for congress
Where nothing gets done and it’s all two-faced talk
Doing all we have to and saying what we must
In an aim to line pockets through honest employ
Utilizing dishonest means

When our stomachs are gods
It’s all about the bread in our own mouth
Even at the cost of stealing it from another…
Written by cloventongue89 (Nathaniel Peter)
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