Bury the Hatchet(Explicit) - Scrivener

[02:50.0]What an ugly sham. The fey 'I am'
[02:50.0]You built your house on sand
[02:50.0]From dirty bric-a-brac
[02:50.0]And everything fell like a house
[02:50.0]Of cards swept down in the dark
[02:50.0]Then you took me back to your gulag
[02:50.0]Did you meet for tea
[02:50.0]And sandwiches at Golgotha?
[02:50.0]I turn away horror-stricken
[02:50.0]With a one-way ticket
[02:50.0]To Hades in my hand
[02:50.0]All my patching up became undone
[02:50.0]In a requiem so cheap
[02:50.0]Ah the heart of man
[02:50.0]Is such a well of cant
[02:50.0]Solipsistic rant, and conceit
[02:50.0]Not a fucking shred of self-respect
[02:50.0]Host your auto-da-fés
[02:50.0]Sing your plainsong and pray
[02:50.0]For a second birth
[02:50.0]Out of ego and dirt
[02:50.0]But if you feed on hurt
[02:50.0]Then what's your pathos worth?
[02:50.0]Were you picking up
[02:50.0]The pennies from a wishing well?
[02:50.0]He cherishes his will-o'-the-wisp
[02:50.0]A counterfeit man
[02:50.0]In a world of self-deceit
[02:50.0]All my patching up became undone
[02:50.0]In a requiem so cheap
[02:50.0]Ah the human heart
[02:50.0]Is a primrose path
[02:50.0]You forget the past to breathe
[02:50.0]The horrible tenacity
[02:50.0]Of this distorted, false reality
[02:50.0]But if hallucinating makes you free
[02:50.0]Then have a pat on the back