Leeches

Leeches
Like leeches
In ignorance we trust

If you say this way, I'll take that way
Fuel for the fire on which I thrive
Spit me out, I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech (I know)
You'll be forgotten and alone

This burns, it rips, it hurts
Leeches
They preach to us
Words of wisdom from blocked minds

Spit me out, I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech (I know)
You'll be forgotten and alone

This burns, it rips, it hurts
They make you believe it's your turn
The chance of a lifetime
How does it feel to be a alive?

It's here for the poet, that can't be heard (and)
Praise the artist that steals

Spit me out, I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech (I know)
You'll be forgotten and alone

This burns, it rips, it hurts
They make you believe it's your turn
The chance of a lifetime
How does it feel to be a alive?