Never Free

A broken heart Bleeding cripple Lying there, we break apart Yet our tears cease to make a single ripple Your perfume smells of roses And dirty gasoline You cause this mess to be seen as a pleasant scene One of screaming children and dying mothers Lost little sisters cradling long gone brothers Sexy imbeciles flaunting their scars Breast implants and nose reduction While a teenage wasteland errupts Hitting straight through passing cars They don't feel it and they don't see That soon the pieces will move The sexy imbecile will be me I will show them what they refuse to see I will show them, the beauty I will be And then, maybe, my insecurity will be free Because the only way to be happy Is to be anything but me That is what is tought It is only what we preach To our children our loved ones Greed is it to which we teach You can buy our love Feed our hate Believe there is an unseen above Leaving nothing to fate Everything has to be planned It has to be perfect Maybe then you'll understand That the irony is not the destuction I see But the fact that I'll never be free Because I can never be happy No, not with me