Kindness of Vultures

Kindness of Vultures
by: Lord Jon Ray
Genre: Dark New Wave

Lyrics:
Circling above my pain
Your good intentions reign
Swooping down to save the day
Tearing me in your own way

The kindness of vultures
Picking at my wounds
Your help is a culture
Of well-meaning doom
Leave me to my solitude
I'll heal without your platitudes

Smothered by your concern
My own path, I can't discern
Drowning in your sympathy
Losing my identity

In silence, I could have grown
Found strength all on my own
But your noise drowns out my voice
Leaves me without a choice

Your advice, a heavy chain
Binding me to endless pain
In trying to lift me high
You've clipped my wings, I can't fly

The kindness of vultures
Picking at my wounds
Your help is a culture
Of well-meaning doom
Leave me to my solitude
I'll heal without your platitudes

Sometimes the greatest aid
Is knowing when to fade
Step back, let me breathe
In solitude, I'll grieve and leave

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