Talking Trash by The Risen Wood

Another one from these clowns~ 

[verse 1]
I am not your plaything
not a prize to be won 
Get out your knives and cut this scene 
There's work that must be done 

[verse 2]
tragedy it suits you 
you wear it like a glove 
depravity a luxury 
when raised without the love 

[verse 3]
take up all my energy 
suck up all my vibe 
dance like it means everything 
and prince is still alive 

[chorus]
you came here with no plans tonight 
lost dog with tail tucked in so tight 
no harm, no foul, babe it's alright 
hop on, come in, let's sail tonight 
the way to make your night light up 
is to take a dose upon your tongue 
sit and wait for all the gates 
to open up new worlds await 

[verse 4]
I am not so sure now 
not positive at all 
I'll tell you if I do conclude 
I'll give your guy a call 

[verse 5]
poverty it suits you 
your humility just shines 
standing on the roadside
with your sharpie written signs

[verse 6]
build a wall with bricks like Floyd
to hide behind when I annoy 
each brick from something so surreal 
of which you've always had to deal 

[chorus]
You stole a car and ran a sign
but you should see the other guy 
they took your card and locked you up 
but you broke out and now you run 
the way to make them all light up 
is to dose them with the liquid stuff 
sit and wait for all their hate
amidst the tracers dissipate