WASTING MY SHAME

So shameless, the words they speak
Nor their calls do I heed, stream of words so weak
Not painless, the endless counts of mirrors they seek

No guidance, I take my stand
One you know beforehand, features carved in sand
In silence, experience this emotional dance

Deception you see
Rejected you'll be
Discarding your claims
A portrait of me
Into the frame
A template of blame
Chasing my demons, and wasting my shame

Salvation, summon me
To me deal what I need, tell me what I seek
With patience, and caution grant me this oddity

Words : Krøll Music : Krøll/Petersen