Male Plague-Protomartyr

Said it three times, guess I'll say it four Sad and sick to watch you devolve Your pen has gone gray The view has been walled And no one knows what you're saying at all See-through skin - barnacles of age Male plague, male plague Old days misremembering Male plague, male plague You think the world owes you a stroke Male plague, male plague Fear of the future - losing your hold Male plague, male plague Hey figurehead, what are you gonna do? Her truth moves to fast for you Hurled upon the stage The act has gone sour Sad sacks pickled in jars See-through skin - barnacles of age Male plague, male plague False news beamed right in Male plague, male plague Every boy wants to be a cop Male plague, male plague Punching down - you punch them out Male plague, male plague Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it, tastes it, feels it Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it, needs it, wants it Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day