Fleshwounds by Wastewalker Lyrics

Let your hate flow free, anonymous words find themselves upon eager ears, the praise of the masses falling by the wayside
My eyes are blind to the love received, thin skin peels easily, I can't wait to hear more about my wasteland journey from you! You seem to know me all too well
You're the expert on my life!
I walk a different path, shunned for my passion, but I forever laugh, and I'm forever lasting
A mile in my shoes equals a smile you cannot lose, you wish you could trade your life for mine
You wish you could grow half a spine
Every arm reaching up to bring me down shall become another severed limb in an every growing mountain of corpses, I climb this mountain higher every day, my psychotic smile showered by the blood spray
You're the expert on my life, every word that escapes your lips will be force fed back until you swallow it, every word is worthless, just like your world, you live inside a glass box, seeking refuge from your refuse
When life intersects with art, cold knives dissect my heart, ignorance is truly bliss