As Triggers draw near, A manic frontier
The graves we dug too deep to fill. The mountains made of this molehill are seen
From every horizon, as definitions widen
There'll be no resurrection from a vile imperfection. Tell me now
Who is offended? who is offended?
Let your wounds be mended. No need to apprehend those
Fiends who spit foul words. Shallow attempts to sting your nerves
It's a mistake to give it weight, yet we act up and don't straight
Painting your kettle cold and clear
Shallow pointed words make you sound insincere
And your convictions show when your walls start to bow
Say it's enough, or your cubby hole will crack and fall flat under your bluff
As triggers draw blood, they await your rebut
Intentions not to win, but just to stir conflict again, so tell me now
Who is offended? Have them apprehended
Taking full advantage of echo chambers built backhanded
Images produced by Ereset. Labor of ego induced and thinly spread
Paint your kettle cold and clear. Your words so insincere
Convictions start to show, as your walls start to bow
Say it's enough, say it's enough
Or when you can't attack, you will crack, and fall flat under your...