My Vitriol

Ode To The Red Queen

My Vitriol


Here we are again 
Finding ourselves at the end 
Of the wrong stick 
I guess it's far too late 
I'm building up the barricades 
In my head 

And I guess you'll learn soon 
She said, someday 

Swallowing you whole 
You're waiting for them all to choke 
On the bones 
Another sorry case 
The surgeons trying to save his face 
From the clones 

And I guess you learn soon 
She said 
And I guess you learn soon 
And I'm trying hard to 
Understand your ways 

And I guess you learn soon 
She said, someday