Your asking me    for something I no longer have   my words are chained   to the back of my throat   like helpless victims   of my mighty defeat   you say the words    over and over again   in some repeating pattern   and I swallow them   stop feeding me this posion   stop trying to shape my mind   I'm not falling for it   I'm stronger then this   you've got me acting helpless   you've got me making past mistakes   as you stuff words in my ears   saying it's alright   your words are cutting me to the bone   and I can't get out of reach   stop feeding me this posion