Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Self-disgust is self-obsession, honey

That line tries to save me every time
Tries to tell me, tries to make me well,
Normal, if there is such a thing -
A total lie that with truth rings.

The world, it tries to intervene,
To distract me from my own spleen,
Vented from own obsession,
Renting in my self-possession.

Still: I’ll do as I please,
Even this is all just a wheeze -
That line.. it tries to save me every time
And every time I hear, I think,
Nod to myself and internally wink.


Note: Title taken from the Manic Street Preacher's track, Faster.

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