Bulletproof Sinners
Bulletproof Sinners
By Laura Dee Battle
January 17, 2015
The audience has gone inside
Where ecstasy will go to die
I took a long ride with bittersweet youth
Left here alone without the truth
But there is hope to find outside
If I can make it out alive
The world outside it menacing
But no one in here wants to sing
Fail me one more time today
Just for the good ol times to stay
At least I know to let it go
The dead inside is not for show
Not fit for mass production
A failed prototype of perpetual sin
It's like repeating the last scene again
The place that I die is where I'll begin
Knowing this is where my journey comes home
This sacrifice will never be mine alone
Grieve for the son you thought you perceived
Cry silent tears for the lies that you believed
Honestly I lied because the truth is severe
Can you honestly say you're bigger than fear?
Cmon dear let me be clear about my intentions
You're just like me; you see through you're own inventions
The world is too relative to speculate objectively
The level headed sinners are stronger than the saints will ever be
Cause what we have seen is far more sinister than the worst of sneers
Between the pain and the tears, we have nothing left to fear
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