Words

Words we throw at will
And I'm not holding back
Words we don't redeem
And these here remain with us, and we are
Dimmed by misbelief, so we keep
Repeating that

How we'll turn out, lately

How will we (x4)

Here the world is mine
Would not let you
Come inside
To cause correction
It's all alike
We keep apart from we
Amused in anger
Here

Woe, stop, don't think
Don't mean a word
Rage alone
Puzzled