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R.I.D
I've never derived comfort
From all they say and do
That fledgling notion sacred
They turn and misconstrue
They take a simple concept
A hope, a wish, a word
And put it through the blender
Till it's viscous, absurd
The world crumbles, enraptured
when four letters converge
The treasured is reviled
and hence begins the purge
A whisper of sweet-nothings
A heartfelt, stolen kiss
Becomes something archaic
In this land, stripped of bliss
Let's forget all we fought for
All that now thought as sin
Crush all the hearts and flowers
And throw them in the bin
He's all you've ever wanted
Your knight, your stud, your slave
The consummate Prince Charming
who dares not misbehave
His loins fire up, ecstatic
He can't believe his luck
He leaves you a pearl necklace
and brands you a cheap fuck
She says that you're so different
A man unlike the rest
You're just the latest victim
to be put through her test!
In every way envisioned
she'll surely suck you dry
You'll soon have first-hand knowledge
of what makes grown men cry
Let's forget all we fought for
All that now thought as sin
Crush all the hearts and flowers
And throw them in the bin
Where be the true romantics
amongst this flock of fakes?
Where lie those spirits ardent?
Martyred for their mistakes?
Is the concept chimera?
Your name taboo, profane?
Will I find you discarded?
A corpse, drowned in the rain?
Their drunken copulation
upon your sacred crypt
in honour of a pretence
fleeting and nondescript
They'll sing your name in favour
of all the things you're not
The fault of Chinese whispers
Your true nature forgot
Let's forget all we fought for
All that now thought as sin
Crush all the hearts and flowers
And throw them in the bin
