Poison Pen Letter - Knuckle Puck
Once a young boy enamored by the things that you gave me
Now a young man you wouldnt try
Cause all you turned out to be was a fallacy
That I outgrew quickly
With a busted hand and a bad knee the patterns ossify
Your sorrows magnified
The culprit will be tried
I'll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a jesus
Something I dont believe in
So now im self medicated to block out everything
Including walls you built around me
And ive been dodging demons as a past time
At this point im not even sure if im alright
You couldnt find time
You'll never find time
I'll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a jesus
Something I dont believe in
I'm not sad am through sulking
I'm not breaking am not buckling
I'm not sad im through sulking
I'm not breaking am not buckling
I'm not sad im through sulking
I'm not breaking am not buckling
I'm not sad im through sulking
I'm not breaking am not buckling
I'll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
I'll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a jesus
Some I to believe
