You dreamt of still life beauty
You live for death and cruelty
Not me
I am just too far gone
Beauty to me is scarlet droplets falling, falling down your cheeks
Sweet innocence no more
Butter velvet skin is torn
My friend I see right through you
Then if I look at you long enough I see me
You can't understand
You wouldn't understand
Tolerance is a lesson
A lesson taught by infants
You cry when you're hungry
I cry when I can't
Am I worth your time?
Sir can you spear a dime?
I didn't think so
To bad you say
No not at all
I watch as you scream in silent agony
Scarlet droplets compliment your tie sir
Then right before my eyes I have created still life beauty.