Blacklist - The Briggs

There’s signs posted all around

Take heed to the underworld

Sit back and relax as the plot unfolds

What you don’t expect unfurls

You left your dignity

At the hands of the tip of your pen

Make something out of nothing

See what you’re left with then

So let down, so frustrated

If you’re looking to be loved

You’re asking to be hated

Bound to the links, links of the chains

Bored sick of this episode of shame

How I’ve missed your blacklist

Beware of the unknown stranger

It’s the price I pay, it’s where I’ll stay

You don’t know me

How I’ve missed your blacklist

Beware of present danger

It’s the price I pay, it’s where I’ll stay

You don’t know me at all

No stranger to scrutiny

Partisan to the criticized

How’s that blacklist coming?

Cross your t’s, dot your i’s

In the presence of all this wealth

A rash of moral poverty

Throw my beliefs under your microscope

Try to find what the eye can’t see

So let down, so frustrated

If you’re looking to be loved

You’re asking to be hated

Bound to the links, links of the chains

Bored sick of this episode of shame

Here’s a list of all your punishments

One for every good deed

Pessimists make great activists

With built in enmity

The luxury of slander

Depends on who you trust

When your theories go up in smoke

Ash to ash, dust to dust