Tribal Logic-Proud Flesh

Proud Flesh

 I can wait no longer

While you talk the monger

Into giving back my eyes

Try to be persistent

He might be resistant

Hope you'll cut the starting price

Blindness is frustrating

He just keeps me waiting

Doing things I cannot see

I can smell a treason

For whatever reason

He refused to set me free

Put me in a tub

Filled with yellow ice

Give me magic pills

Cut it to a stub

Pick the biggest slice

And tell me how it feels

My false-hearted sister

I could hear them whisper

Have I really been so blind?

They sold out my body

Now I'm just a noddy

Filled with agonizing mind