Exposed - Threshold

sick of guessing what’s behind your eyes\ni ask for truth and all i get is lies\nthe shrinking violet in your flacid mind\nthinks he’s cool but all you do is whine\nand now you stand there and demand your half\nwhen i have given to you all you have\ndon’t make me laugh at that demo play\nyou’re sick and tired of my clever word play\nyou find it hard doing things my way\nyou’ve done your part so tell me why do you stay\ni assume your silence is a foil for rage\nyou can’t find words even at your age\nthe space between us is the cloak you wear\nto hide your feelings oh you just won’t dare\nto reveal the visage that’s behind your mask\nwe have the answers but you just won’t ask\ndon’t make me laugh at that passion play\nyou’re sick and tired of my clever word play\nyou find it hard doing things my way\nyou’ve done your part so tell me why do you stay\nnow i pick up the entrails of another dead affair\ni assume the mantle that i knew you could not wear\nyou never had the confidence to leave yourself exposed\nto the gaze of the tiny minds it’s my mission to explode\nis this more like it can you get into the groove\nor are you paralysed still too scared to move\nyou are naked you are rooted to the spot\ni am the walrus and it’s clear that you are not