The pedestal

I'm so impressed by the way you choose your words
It's like a poem that never ends
Sentences come out of your hairy big mouth
I've never met someone more full of shit, though

If I loose my face
You make me a mask
If I make mistakes
Will you....

Still I'm impressed by the way you schoose your words
But now I know that they don't mean a thing
I'm not surprised that you will use your elbows
In about a week I'm gonna need some kneecaps

If I loose my face
You make me a mask
If I make mistakes
Will you come my way

The pedestal that came for your esteem
Is there to kick down by the people you dispise
It may look cool, but tell me what it's made off
Expect respect from people you just kicked down?

If I loose my face
You make me a mask
If I make mistakes
Will you come my way

Elbows work in your way
Solitude will remain