You Don't Know - Librium

You wink and nod

You think you’re God

You think you’re Satan

You’re going down

The faintest sound

Will make you tainted, hated

You don’t know how

You don’t know what

Or where I’ve

You don’t know how

You don’t know what

Or where I’ve been

You sing your songs

And bring you’re wrongs

And procreate it

You pit against

So undersensed

And unrelated, shameless