Leeches
by Swamp Thing· from In Shame
shove your name in people?s mouths
make sure that they are watching
claw your way into my life
but know i?ll never trust you
try to keep you at arms length
greasy fuck just passing through
i know your fucking game
and i want none of it
your name is sour
you've killed below for the better seat
the limelight?s on, and you?re a moth
addicted to the warmth
in the quiet you can hear all the muffled screams
did you think i?d sit back
and let you infest our lives?
cold blooded, black hearted, leeching mother fucker
what are you digging for?
did you think we'd follow blind?
you?re not to be trusted
i?ll trust you in the ground