I built a strawman of perspective, out of fear and hate. I built him out of issues I know you can relate. The strawman is a ruse for my vanity. A spotlight is what I crave for all humanity.
My strawman gives me purpose; on a podium, I stand. An audience attention is something I demand. I talk about propaganda. I talk about pretend. I talk about my strawman, I want to break and bend.
I'll destroy what I've created this I have no doubt. Setting fire to my strawman with a flame you can't put out.