Tattoo Rhetoric
Tattoo Rhetoric
do you like my song?
hey you mr
high and mighty rhetoric
I can see what lies
beneath your parasitic
blasphemies
and the old odd ends
of holy rote
that cloath your naked villany
hey you
mr single figure bank account
with calloused hands, well worn
from living hand to mouth
i know what lies
behind your starving eyes
hey you miss stripey stockinged
fan of anarchy
with star tattoo's to feed
your swollen sence
of identity
your palid makeup wont disguise
that you are just like me
a rusted cog in a broken down machine
* 2
hey mrs methamphetamine
what does it mean
to bear your scruples
when every teacher
in the school of life
had dilated pupils
hey mr
"ill take on the world some day"
dont make me laugh
thats great ! 
Tattoo Ink
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