DRY WEATHER


Is there any prepared to tell me why? 
Tell me why I'm being sucked dry? 
Oh yes, that is yours and this is mine, 
As long as the balance is out, that's fine. 
I don't define the terms of the oppresion, 
Do you awake to that dull and grey depresion? 
You ride on me, 
Suck my energy. 
You take want you want when you want it, 
You reject any change that I make. 
You ask me for more when I've spent it, 
When I've given it all, you still take. 
Oh yes I know the lines you draw for protection, 
The number given for a name is simply for detection, 
I know I'm only paper in a file, 
But couldn't you treat me as a human for awhile? 
You offer your protection, but insist when I decline, 
You offer independence, but demand I tow the line. 
You say you give me frredom, but you hang on to the key, 
Well, don't you think, perhaps, the decision's up to me? 
So tell me I'm dreaming if I want to live 
And I'll tell you you're scheming to make me give, 
More than i want to, more than I can, 
You don't want person, you just want woman. 
You hide behind logic, secure with your facts, 
You've a history of time to back up your claims, 
Protecting the future by filling up the cracks 
That might expose the real nature of your games. 
You want woman cos she's children for your system, 
Well, people wither in that living death. 
You hide behind your prejudice, afraid of my wisdom, 
Afraid I might question your unquestioned worth. 
Is there anyone prepared to tell me why? 
Tell me why I'm being sucked dry? 
Used as a tool? Treated as a fool? 
Shat on? Spat on? 
Totally confused? 
Fucked up? Mucked up? 
Totally abused? 
Pulled about? Fooled about? 
Treated like a toy? 
Joked about? Poked about? 
Something to destroy? 
Tricked? Kicked? 
I don't want these games.

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