idle threat - arrogant love

Off idle threat’s album ’blurred visions’, available everywhere — __ Listening and constructing the thoughts for a reply Allegations and accusations for me to deny A silent killer, a shape of cancer lives inside Through raised voices, the wrong choices undermine my life Would that victory be won of love or one that I have lost? Would I see the pain that I caused you would not be worth the cost? Opposition through loud opinions to drown you out A clashing cymbal, a disassembled argument to fully tear you down Clanging gongs in your broken song, not seeking to help, only to respond When the door creaks open The weeds feel free to roam To stifle out the weak And make this soil home Now there’s sin in my skin Bones made from all the stones But the vanity in my veins Casts a shadow Left unknown to myself Widely known to the rest Arguments against wrong Put the truth in duress If success is my gain But it puts us at odds If a fragment of blame Is found in my response Then the door’s kicked open The weeds now overrun And the shadow I cast Full eclipse of the sun Now alone with my need to repent (I think) “Love: it cannot be this arrogant”