Where You Belong

I put my hand out to find just space those I'd help nowhere to trace learnt my judgement was misplaced oh how good bonds go to waste finding out it's all one way false personas ran the play fake facades fade to grey actions don't match what they say and I stand striped a nudie dude as hands don't grip a rude delude everything I had is gone they all say I get things wrong as their dance don't fit my song I'll put steps where I belong wonder why I write these words they have group hugs and a herd reassurance does occur but nothing true to how we were believe the worst that I smoke crack tell the world as though a fact blind delusion lacking tact whilst others see your desperate act and you forget I know you all limited and predictable easy routes which move the fool comfortable in cotton wool but the herd still gets hunted individually confronted quick to shed consulted fronting as bottoms sheered receive a punting as that hole in your very face is seen a maker of bull waste goals through fouls not to taste when all see you a fowl disgrace