Learn From The Best

that's why we learn from the best
when we are not ok,
when we have all survived,
this bloody perfect town,
we're cocky in our lives.
a little damage in your face.
can you hear the noise?

this is a poor story

to kick against this pathetic lie,
to tell the truth about you, and your firm,
to tear this cancer from your head.
no need to settle scores, we don't give a fuck.
no need to prove something to you.
before the battle's tears,
before the destruction of your kingdom,
made up with your hate and your ideas,
the straight line.

this is a poor story

the end of your story.
you, dead down, killed by the shame.
it is your last dream, your last smile.
since we're the stuff of life
we've had enough of you
nagging us, you try to drag us to your side.

we don't wanna wait for this shit,
degenerate thinking, old idea,
before the night falls.
we're striking at your life.