The Banishment - Prong

Banished from this world, and from its toil

I can only watch, grieve and pity

Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people’s smiles

Laugh at any call

Call for unity

Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds

I can never heal: who can know bravery?

Messages that make rage from those who think they’re straight

Participate in denial: validate their luxuries

'Cause I’m bored

So I left

No reason for me to hang around this place

I get more and more stress

Nothing anyone can offer, more or less

Done grieving, closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end

Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain

Eventually condemned for things unholy

Don’t request a vote, no confidence to uphold

Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity

Selling another point, best thing to avoid

Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty

Passion and desire, obsession of a style

Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory

'Cause I’m bored

So I left

No reason for me to hang around this place

I get more and more stress

Nothing anyone can offer, more or less

Done grieving, closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end

Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds

I can never heal: who can know bravery?

Drinking away the pain, crying until it rains

No reason to live or die with dignity

Put myself to rest with the curse I’ve always been with

A laughable life, mundane with drudgery

Self inflicted wreck, thoughts continue inject

My spirituality, keeping God away from me

Banished from this world, banished from its toil

I can only watch, grieve and pity

Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people’s smiles

Laugh at any call, the call for unity

'Cause I’m bored

So I left

No reason for me to hang around this place

I get more and more stress

Nothing anyone can offer more or less

Done grieving, closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end

Closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end

Feel like not breathing

How much more can I stand?

How much more can I stand?

Done grieving, how much more can I stand?

How much more can I stand?

Done grieving, closer to the end

Closer to the end

Closer to the end

Closer to the end