Personal Gain

What is it that makes you

The way that you are?

Laughing along

While you fill me with scars

Hiding beneath

Such a clever disguise

Oh the lies

You look in the mirror

Does it look the same?

You should by rights

Be completely insane

I know Catholic parents

Can't be all it takes

To make normal people

Turn into fakes

How many pieces of me

Do you need to take?

Every day they must pay

'cos you play personal gain

I watched as you got

All the things that you need

By choosing the ones you knew

You could mislead

If they knew the truth, then my hate

They would all understand

So now it's the end

'cos the light now shines clear

You've been exposed

And now I know your fears

In time, what's inside you

Should be mine

I read in between all the lines

You live in fear

Every day they must pay

'cos you play personal gain

You use people in life

To get what you need

Your thirst for success

Ascending to greed

Gladly you greet me

Again and again

And be my friend

For your personal gain

Now that you've fallen

You slow for the bends

And making amends

Is a means to an end

I'm hardly likely

To lose once again

And fall in a trap

For your personal gain

Drowning in quicksand

The rain still falls on me

Pulling myself up

'cos no-one's there for me

Never again can I let myself be

In this place of aggression

The chain must be cut free

How many times can you

Fuck someone over?

Claiming you've changed

With no God on your shoulder

I clearly see you infect to survive

But even the undead must die