Enemy

You’ve said your sorry

You held up the flag of submission

You’ve made your peace with the flame trying to burn you

But the smoke is still trying to consume you

 

Oh you can do no right

In the eyes of your yesterday

What kind of enemy

Do you need to be

To wage a war against yourself

 

You’ve kept in the corner

Away from all the sharp knives, temptation

You’ve sworn peace to the faces who only looked down

But you can still sink no lower

 

You point the gun at the face in the mirror

Your destruction doesn’t make it any clearer

You point your gun at the face in the mirror

What kind of enemy, do you need to be

To wage a war against yourself