boys, bugs and men

You said those words and suddenly I'm five And boys are bringing bugs just to kill them 'fore my eyes And I can see their hunger, looking for a sign That any of their destruction has me suffering inside You take such delight In killing my light If I don't make a sound, does it even hurt? I'm bending to the ground just to pick up little worms And I have seen you relish such violence with a joy That I've only seen before in the eyes of little boys Discovering their power for the first time You kissed me so hard, I had a grazed chin I saw your eyes spark at the breaking And in them, I see hunger looking for a sign That any of your destruction had me suffering inside It fills you with light To take away mine At the cutting of your tongue All I hear is shredding wings Before me is a man who cares not for little things And now I have my answer, from when I wondered who Those little boys became, because they grew up to be you You've been playing with your power for a long time A long time You've been playing with your power for a long time