Last One Standing
Don't tell me about your humanity
You don't have any
I can't believe the lies you told
When you wouldn't even listen to my truth
You're all wrong, I'm the last one standing
It'll all be different when I'm on top and you're laid low
Haha, shoe's on the other foot, now.
Don't tell me about my mistakes
You've made plenty yourself
'Polite garden party, if only they knew'
Can you imagine what they would say
If they knew it was you?
It's not your fault, you were born that way
So laugh while you can, it won't last long.
Don't tell me of your compassion
I know it's all a lie
Liar, abuser, rapist with abandon
You don't care who I am, just another fascismile
An insect to be crushed under your heel
But I'm still here, even if I have to crawl
I don't mind 'cause I'll be standing tall
Over your broken and shattered corpse.
Don't tell me of your good deeds
That's a laugh, and hell knows I need
A good one these
Days.
8 x 10^36.