Weak

Come to know them and what makes them burn take out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt fueled by some loss we'll never know i sit down now 'cause i'm not playing with you abusing amusing your peers and all your demons in pa*sive aggression accusing all else but you hurt the ones you've grown to love you feed on them embitterment refills your empty soul release it into them your sharp words alcohol enhanced fueled by guilt your checkered past you had the last word and we are having the last laught laught at me as i sit this one out and they're dancing around me afraid you give me strenght to call it weak