Wired To Your Electric
I watch you dance at my demise
for you there's pleasure in my pain
I witness you're only happy
when I'm miserable once again
if I were burning in a pan
you would be turning up the heat
Somehow I am not a person
on my sorrow you wish to eat
I see your eyes as they sparkle
on those cruel lips you have a smile
I'm wired to your electric
you're the one turning up the dial
my only hope is to escape you
or you will hasten my demise
You are unconcerned with the truth
you luxuriate in your lies
I chose the ones who celebrate
who's spirits rise upon my glee
I'm lifted on their good wishes
they only want the best for me
I relegate you to memory
for me it's easier that way
You could have lived in my happy
now your locked in sad yesterday
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
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