I Have No Love For Men Like You - Street Fighter

Until I find you
In your hermit shell
Salting the Earth with stolen tears
Until I am you
Nervous eyes betraying me
As I try to hold humanity's glare
Until I'm better
Until I let that guilt penetrate me
Like so many old notes from lovers
Until I'm not you
Until my own footsteps
Don't bring me to the ground in fear
Wrap my raw skin
White wool, dead lamb's kin
Appropriate your hearts' kindly murmurs
Infantilize my every sin
Mask my miasma smell
White lie, veneering shell
Coward, coward, coward
Won't you tell me that I'm pretty?
I pray that you'll disarm me
Snip away my every thorn
I'll never be harmless again
The lamb, the infallible
I'll feign the child with a spotless soul
Everything I have touched
Blood-stain and charcoal dust
Coward, coward
Until I
Wrap my raw skin
White wool, dead lamb's kin
Appropriate your hearts' kindly murmurs
Infantilize my every sin
Mask my miasma smell
White lie, veneering shell
Coward, coward, coward

Written by:
Dylan Paulsen

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