I have to in order to ignore how they view me
as corrupt and confused.

So I talk to them about everything,
to distract from their lord and to keep their words
away from others who can’t take it,
not like I can.

I tell myself that’s why I do it,
to save someone else the trouble,
but the longer I speak to the self proclaimed “righteous”,
the more I feel I’ve got something to prove.

I’ll be damned in my pride if they’re right,
but damnation will welcome me with a smile
and carnations on my grave,
knowing there is nothing more human
than standing your ground.