Squalid Options

Your squalid options aren’t enough,
Your hood and knife call no one’s bluff
As no one’s here to set you straight
And no one’s here now to berate
You for the loses you have made
And no one stops you until you’ve paid
For every single indiscretion,
Every single false confession
And every crime and every sin
And no one cares ‘til you begin
To understand that you are scum
And ‘til you start to feel numb.

You sneer and put two fingers up
You hate me, tell me to shut up
You prove yourself by acting hard
You drop them down and leave them scarred.
And even now you’re feeling dazed
And even now you are amazed
That you have made it through this far
When no one else cares who you are
Except that you are in their way
And that you have to pay and pay.

And you don’t know just what to do
When everyone is after you
So carry on my hapless friend
So carry on until the end.
Just keep on raging, never stop
And never think, and never swap
Your fearful antics for that peace
Of which all others have a piece.
Your squalid options aren’t enough,
Your hood and knife call no one’s bluff.