Why do I sense benevolence?<br />You stand tall at my great expense<br />Thick words of gratitude, what a price to pay<br />Stuck in my throat, I sell every word I say<br /><br />But I don't want your charity<br />Twisting me round<br />I don't want your charity<br />Keeping me down<br /><br />Why does your world keep burying?<br />Gorging much deeper than it's ever been<br />Rubbing still harder, salt on my hurt<br />Licking my burns while I grovel in your dirt<br /><br />But I don't want your charity<br />Twisting me round<br />I don't want your charity<br />Keeping me down, you keeping me down<br /><br />You pity me with your tasteless gestures<br />Gratitude for kind<br />But your bludgeoned, intentioned objectives<br />Are screwing with my mind, screwing with my mind
