The Slow Readers Club - Every Word

Every word untamed, turn the knife and spill
my guts for all the world to see, sweetheart.
Do the walk of shame with your mind in shackles
clouded by uncertainty, don't ask.

It doesn't do to drink alone too long,
let's all say a prayer for the sinner's son.

See a world in flames, like an esoteric
nightmare or a fantasy, don't start.
In your darkest days take another step
you'll soon fulfil your destiny, at last.

It doesn't do to drink alone too long,
let's all say a prayer for the sinner's son.

All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.

A sombre premonition, a painful truth,
I should know. A vulnerable condition,
please draw proceedings to a close.

It doesn't do to drink alone too long,
let's all say a prayer for the sinner's son.

All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.
All hate does harm.