Shame Lyrics

Pickering Pick

There's a time for the truth
And a time for just letting it go
There's a man on the stage explaining
In case you don't know
Thank God for the talking cause where would we be
Without men who know better than us?
And words that will twist you and turn you around
Until you wish that you didn't exist

There's a time for proof
And ignoring the things you've been shown
Or shutting out truth
And the obvious things that you know
It's like closing your eyes and trying to pretend
There's not a knife coming out of your chest
Or taking the stuff that you want to believe in
And disregarding the rest

It's a shame what they've done to us

You've spent so many years
With your arms in another man's coat
I'm surprised you can recognise the words
Rising up in your throat
You're spewing out smoke and we're starting to choke
It's a crowd gathered outside your door
But the lies are still coming out thicker and faster
And it doesn't make sense any more

It's a shame what they've done to us

I've been up all night thinking
Of all the rubbish you said
To the odious sycophants curled up
On the end of your bed
You've shown no remorse or contrition of course
I don't think you know what that means
But your onward direction is a perfect reflection
Of all of the places you've been

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