You're the only one amused by your inconsequential views You'd have to strike me so much harder to even leave a bruise Silence all the bitter and the used Their never-ending stream of abuse Comes in the form of a critical exchange When you say "How does it feel to be damned?" We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today You resent me like a ba*tard son With some crooked aim to destroy Transparent, as your hollow praise Dig down and find the strength today and the Strength to say "We are defenders of the broken life" Bury all of your envy away Damned are the souls of those who shame what I have made