I'll take it lightly
At first, it's a friend to a friend
But emotions are not your artwork
To place so perfectly
Crafted manipulation
Is not the same as speech
Your words lose their grounding in conversation
But it's conversation you preach
How can change pierce
Through the tensions we've wound so tight
I can barely breathe
We can barely breathe
We share in our anger
So share wisely
Or we'll wear ourselves out in
Your pointless battles
Tensions rise with the tide
Uncontrolled and persistent
I'll rid myself of "nice-fitting" language
It fails to hold on to anything important
I'll reject the natural to return to it