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Sycophant

Up for nineteen weeks
Shaking this conscience clear
Ain't such a hard job…
Empathy, doesn't live here

Multitude of hands
To come across my back
Some worship rite, during the night
End with a sadist smack

---You need to relax…you need some space?
---To find a motive, in a lonely place…
---I never claimed to love ya…
---I never claimed I hate myself

I know that look
Not yours to sell
In your eyes I see a charming place
To stir the storm…I'm coming now

Plot this hard course
You know I won't deny it
I need nothing, …you seem to sell
And here's my wealth to fight it

---You're hurt, I know,
---Let's let that go…
---You're next in line…one-on-one show…
---I'll move ya pretty baby…just like I…move myself

Virtue, vice, wisdom, spirit…
Foolish tricks that pride will play
Nurture wounds to heal with merit
The things my words don't say

---You let me show…these things I know
---The spells I cast…the sting that lasts…
---You think I'm cruel…you're just my tool…
---And when its all over…come running back for more…

You think I'm so smug
I'll issue this warning…
You keep the fuck away…
…I will roast you

That boy is so incomprehensible
Make me doubt my private principles
Nothin' says loving…like a grin
…and the surge it brings

---The swell I know…they watch it grow…
---From places in the slow, in…out we go…
---Down for the count…one left me out…
---I won't be left out baby, when your flames die

---You play with knives…liberty's mine…
---The way the price…can change your mind…
---One left alone…no place lice home…
---I can't be locked out baby…infested with the ghost now…



Lyrics by Erin Knowles
© Soda Ash 2000

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