Have

Once it was a crime
To say what’s on my mind
Now they lay me down
Bind me by the arm
You’ve had it done before

If I start to cough
Someone will wipe it off
All the rites observed
So they can tell me why
I’m gonna die alone
When I won’t tell them why
I’m living on my own

They tell me of the cost
Nothing will be lost
Except the scars inside
Leave me nowhere to hide

Every cut and tear
I let them place there
Fates of mind delude
Shapes inside my mind
Tell me it’s all here
Time for me to fear

Taste the blood I breathe
Like the djinn am I
Deep inside my skin
If I cut me out
They will have my gun
They will be inside
It’ll end where I’ve begun

© 2006, Mosquitobyte