Put your cigarettes on me, put it on me, put it in me and I’ll smoke the motherfucking ashes
Cast me aside with the rod and don’t spoil this child
They Threw me in the basement where I couldn’t hurt or affect anyone my whole life
I’ve been a pariah for as long as I can remember
And now this tower, anything but this tower of loneliness
It takes so long to see a person here, they walk up the steps and give up halfway
And when they do make it up the stairs all I hear is the echo of their judgement
I’m a rabid, radical resistor, a rabble rouser, and a runt of the litter
They never taught me how to be a man, so I’m this child instead
And I’m not good enough to be friends with some of you, it seems
Fugg off, fugg off fugg off, leave me to my exhausting effort to do nothing
I’m decaying in my tower where they send the miscreants
I see ocean for days and blue skys but I don’t feel the sun on my face and body
Forever am I, far from anyone’s presence, is this my life now?
The guards here they flog my skin with every remark
Cut off from the real world, I suffer absolutely, positively and negatively
Miscreants bound in this tower with me, forget your shackles and speak, tell me your story, how did you get here?