Tim Vinson - Salt of the Earth

I'm not your dandelion no more
Dried weeds wrap their wreaths around my pillars of stone
You avoid me like mausoleum built from broken granite and chrome
Cause you believe in curses
I believe that things get worse
And if your prayers could be answered
I'd already be in a hearst
Deny our history
Do it superficially
Avoid me like a leper every fateful time our eyes meet
That doesn't bother me
You wear your pride so miserably
I'd rather deal with hardships then your heartless mentalities
Somehow the hand that I've been dealt
Is a one way ticket to hell
We don't choose what we become
Salt of the earth or
Just the scum
You feel some shame cause you turned me to salt
Now you can't meet my gaze like a goddamn adult
I only turned cause you screamed out my name
Yet you've seemed to forgot it when we're face to face
To you I'm a weed, I'm a hex, I am dead
Divine intervention held over your head
If you get to heaven tell Pete what I said
That you are the reason my names Xed in red
Somehow the hand that I've been dealt
Is a one way ticket to hell and
We don't choose what we become
Salt of the earth
Or just the scum
You feign pious puppet
Who made you a prophet
Christened me a whore
When you begged me for more
Now the gates are opened
So let me implore
Your bigoted takes or
How you hate thine neighbor
Why should we ignore
All your sins to explore
Somehow the hand that I've been dealt
Is a one way ticket to Hell
And we don't choose what we become
Salt of the earth or
Just the scum
Just the scum
Just the scum

Written by:
Timothy Vinson

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