Paint Me a Martyr

Martyr me

Nothing i ever said meant shit

I wasn't put here for you earthly betterment

But i suppose i care, when you push me down the stairs

Tell everyone that i died for something good

Paint me a martyr

Tie me up

On a branch of the lynch mobs tree

Look for me

Where the refuse meets the sea

You can see that bullshit glistening so clearly

And if you can't decide, wether to meet me thats ok

Ill be sitting with my self spun sinking feeling