Tourniquet
Clay Thomas Gifford
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It's time to cauterize 'em, get off this island This might burn a bit, my whole life I said no to violence But if I take this tourniquet, then tie it up real tight It might hurt a bit, but, I might save your life I will no longer be treated like living dirt You will not use my condition to make me hurt, any longer I'm putting my foot down I'll always be stronger Funny thing's you knew it first, so, you put in the talk I pull myself up, and I put in the work Crisis averted In my version of life, I gotta I gotta turn down, all the words you bring to mind You think, you think you blurt it out I've never been that privileged I'm a shark amongst the fishes If I take a bite, it's biggest Wouldn't even face the bigots Cuz' I knew if I started, I wouldn't have stopped 'til I finished You couldn't of baited me anymore than you did, but I never bit it You little minnows, didn't want and try and break you, way too brittle I needed a challenge, so I treated you, like we're on the same level I am a different species Maybe that's why they treat me Like I'm nothing like 'em I'm not, don't want to be! You're lucky I'm taking my medicine You're lucky I'm back in my head again I coulda', I coulda', I coulda' beheaded them Nah I'm not competing, armor up I been here, I been here reading Ephesians I gotta feed 'em, nobody's eatin', barely breathin' I gotta show 'em who Jesus is The churches they're not feeding kids They're burning them They care about the walls, not the cornerstone I know it, 'cuz I lived it Lived my life below those ceilings They look righteous, when you're watching But no one is, revealing that They just think they're better, 'cuz no one measures up They conceal the sin they carry, act all perfect I see Pharisees Judging others for their burdens, don't you stare at me You wouldn't last inside this furnace, I did barely You got buildings, ain't no churches You're selling guilt, like it be birds You're what he came to put a stop to, but you went and flipped his words You tell everyone he'll save you Gives you grace, but it's conditional, might not spray it, but it's visible You pray, but it's a ritual This play, it's not original We've seen it all before, I don't even have to call you hypocritical All your fruit, it looks like fruit-loops All the children see right through you The traditions, that you're glued to They're religion, they're not righteous They're the pigeons, and they're primal I'm not asking you to like it, I'm just painting out denial I am a different species Maybe that's why they treat me Like I'm nothing like 'em I'm not, don't want to be! You're lucky I'm taking my medicine You're lucky I'm back in my head again I coulda', I coulda', I coulda' beheaded them Nah, I'm not competing, armor up I been here, I been here reading Ephesians I gotta feed 'em, nobody's eatin', barely breathin' I gotta show 'em who Jesus is The churches they're not feeding kids They're burning them They care about the walls, not the cornerstone
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