Overrule

few things are ever quite what they seem say what's really on your mind can't seem to focus on the true picture have to read between the lines i have to except the changes there are too many lines too often and i'm trying to make sense of something but i think i have forgotten there are times when words lose all meaning and they're just hanging in the air i watch your impulse, impossible to predict i'm useless,trapped and you don't care too much time and energy is being wasted on some stupid, pointless debate i need a damn good reason to be here is it you or me i hate? what have i got to do for a quiet life? your disputes need not exist you bluff your way with the few tricks you know your'e talking with your fists i have my own source of security i like to slip away and hide your voice lingers, a constant drone but in who can i confide? if you were to try and tell me i'd try and understand you say there's a switch in your head but i'm on the recieving end and i'll soon end up dead in an instance of your physical force an intensity of somekind you distort the sense of meaning you intend to overawe my mind what is this role that you play? to sabotage myself-esteem for your character lacks respect and has fractured my only dream my pleasant thoughts are contaminated it's you that's made them impure each word from your mouth polluted bitter to the core you have no desire or feeling there's a numbness in your heart i'm sorry that i cannot help you because you've driven us both apart