The Illusion of Strength - Admiral Angry

Break my back

Spine splintered I sit smoking crack

I’m above your concern

My mind is infinite and my heart burns

An abscess where saints exchange smut verse by verse

Sitting on my chest

Reeking of sex

Look into the denial I project

With every confident gesture

Every monument to your interest

In this filthy apartment complex

Turn around

Shut the fucking door

Here is your shit

Tie it off

Cut my own throat

Just to hear myself cough up

Your ignorant, filthy need for a shot of my courage

Fetal and helpless

Goddamn miscarriage

Carry me to the cross

I am your god

Crossdressed and silent and holding your drugs

Forgetting my family exists

I live unrestricted

A deity to poisonous habits

It’s my feet the children all kiss

Fuck if they die, I’ll take the credit

Burning glass cracked out of confidence in my swift re-grip

Abominations

Contagious and pathetic

Forget it