blaze

i pretend to be so pious, you say

but underneath this veil

you bet i’m slutty and a whore &

claim i’m still going to hell

so here you come to save me &

make me straighten up my path

you’ll make it so i can’t run away or

i’ll suffer the lash of your wrath

i’m all alone & stoned

by the weight of the gaze

of him & his honor

while my back is ablaze

as he spits & slashes with words

that cut deeper than blades

burn

burn

i’ll set fire to the storm

pour oil on the flames of hate

that wash away your scorn

elevator going up

fancy number three & two

electronic eyes in the corner

taking note of everything that you do

you yell i flinch you hiss i choke and & trip in haste

to escape with no way out

i’m cornered outgunned and resigned

not enough breath in my lungs to shout

in this culture of blame

where the victim gets victimized

where my mentality is under scrutiny &

the one who stays is stigmatized

you ask why i stayed & tell me

that i tell myself lies

burn

burn

i’ll set fire to the storm

pour oil on the flames of hate

that set fire to your scorn

she must have done something

see? she made him do it

she’s the devil in a dress

she deserved every hit

she mouthed off & talked trash

she needs to learn to obey

if she really didn’t like it

then why did she did stay

burn up your excuses

justifications & lies

burn up your society

that doesn’t recognize

you cannot define me &

your arrogance i despise

i’ll set fire to the storm

pour oil on the flames of hate &

set fire to your scorn