Rebuilt

Don’t come crawling back now

Amazed at what you find

For I’m the one

Who carried on

When you left me behind

Pulling No Punches

You come for me again

My friend

And events will turn apace

Your head will spin

As that shit eating grin

Is wiped right off your face

Music To My Ears

So I’ve heard you’re starting to feel

Like you’re reaping what you have sown

Well all I can say is poor, poor you

I hope your pain has overflown

As I, for one, cannot express

Just how happy I am to know

That perhaps now you’re beginning to comprehend

What it feels like to be alone

The Coup

If
I could
do it
over
again

I
would
change
everything

I’d
be who
I always
wanted
to be

And
I would
be the
king

Move Over Tony Soprano

If we
went
down
to the
woods
today

There
would
be no
big
surprise

For
you
and
I know

With
just
one
blow

I’d
leave
you
bleeding
between
the eyes

The Silver Medal

This
was
hardly
a fair
fight

And
we
both
know
who
rightfully
won

Yet
I’ll
step
graciously
aside
for
you

As
one
day
the
truth
will
come

Masterplan

The
candle
grows
dimmer

As my
patience
wears
thinner

Whilst
I wait
for the
steel
to bolt

My
temper
a simmer

As
you
think
you’re
the
winner

Yet I
plan my
peasants’
revolt

Trip Wires

If
love is
not what
you say

But
what
you do
instead

Then
you’ve
fucked
up

On
both
counts
mate

So be
careful
where you
tread

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