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  1. ​‏STEER CLEAR

From the recording Steer Clear

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Lyrics

Maybe that knife in your back is just a metaphor for the metaphorical sword you’re always falling on. Maybe you’re just a broken automaton on the island of misfit toys. Maybe you should think about killing yourself as the only logical choice in all of this because, and here’s a thought, maybe you never should’ve existed all.

I’ll bury my hatchet in your brain
and carry your torch in vain.
I dare you to face me in the mirror.
Steer clear.
Steer clear.

Your reality is fantastical. Your reasons threadbare. Right now, somewhere, you’re spinning gold to scarecrows telling tales of your nightmares and how you were treated so unfairly. Well, I was there when you sold your soul. I was there when you lost control. I was there when you kissed Judas on the lips.

You’re codependent.
Irrelevant.
A petty nuisance
to be dealt with.
It’s a death sentence.A death sentence.

They say there’s no honor among thieves
but if seeing is believing
then you better watch yourself
every time your leaving
your house.
And looking over your shoulder
tell me what do you see?
Do you see me?
Do you fucking see me?
Do you really see me?
Do I look like your enemy?
Was I never your friend once?
Am I not entitled to my revenge?

Seeing is believing
and you better watch yourself
every time your leaving
your fucking house.
And looking over your fucking shoulder
what do you fucking see?
Do you fucking see me?
Do you really fucking see me?
I'm might be coming for you.
Do I look like your enemy?
I was never your friend once.
Am I not entitled to this?
Am I not entitled to my fucking revenge?