Hurt Fool

I don’t think either of us knew any better

So who am I to hold a grudge

I say I made it through the war zone of you

But it weren’t all bloody sludge

Just is, my brain was so quick

To turn those colours to muddy smudge

And one mistake, I was fastest

To rush and make it was

Instead of is, I was pissed off

I was bitter

Maybe that’s why I was quicker

But who am I to judge? 

I only knew every cell of you

So not that much

Because the bit I missed

Was the biggest rush

The second face, the might race

To get me in its clutch

And fuck

I was groped and grabbed too easy

I let it shake me up and squeeze me

As I begged for more, all greedy

Ready to be abused for a small escape

I realised it was actually you I was running from

Far too late

What I said in retaliation I can’t even remember now

I wonder if you deserve apology just as much as me

Or if those sharp nails are still stuck in deep

But I’m sorry

Sorry for being too easy fodder

For you to misuse

I’m sorry you chanced a cut

As I begged for bruise

Sorry you weren’t the remedy

When the hits got too hurtful

All of this is retrospective though

And I’m just a hurt fool

Neither of us knew any better, that’s true

But one thing I’m sure of

Is that nowadays I know more than you

When it comes to us

Just I don’t think you ever gave enough

Of a fuck

To bother educating

Just blank brained carnage

Sat comfy in the chaos like you’re meditating

Spent it medicating as I was hesitating revolution

And when those flood gates burst

I pointed finger, accused you of the worst

Knew better, still did it, how’s that for shit solution

Yeah, I’m wise enough

To not gag for resolution.



By Lyric Deep.

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