Jaws

jaws set the pace of our impending doom
and every tongue is tripping over the poetry
to show a little respect
a feather in your headdress
you, and every other blood sucker
thirst for tragedy
like yawning graves

when it comes crashing down
upon your open mouths
it never satisfies
and nothing's gunna change
marching in step with the expectation
singing clockwork sympathies

face down in filth
unaware of your guilt
crying over and over
oh, what a shame
you, and every other star fucker
lust for pageantry

and dream of fame
your crooked finger pointed at yourself
with no sense of irony
you shift the blame
make no mistake
your precious walls can't hold forever
i'll chip away at the brick with my fist

buried by arrogance and your good intention
let your callow vanity be my end
it's always your fault but never your loss
you turn your back
the cloven hooves beat fast on the earth at your heel
this is the last time

every time
we make a promise to ourselves each night
and every morning we wake to failure
how could we stand with such crooked spines?
feral children killing over scraps
the lowest of the low
are we doomed to dance like this forever?

running circles
digging holes
losing light
losing hope
dragging our past
collecting bones
the hands of time have ruined us
while our own have grown so cold