The Stench

A picture so perfect

A picture so clear

Painted by numbers

And the dye doesn't smear

But under the surface

Thin layers of sheen

Hiding the scent of latrine

We can polish every stain

We can patch up the cracks

Improve all we want

Cut ourselves some more slack

But it's still gonna be there

It'll have a new frame

But the concept is always the same

It's the same conversation

We had yesterday

The same situations

We always replay

But the stench here ain't going away

We continue to bicker

A billion fists clenched

We're still getting sicker

From the fumes of the stench

So another coat of varnish

Over the reek

To save us from feeling too weak

And it's the same conversation

We had yesterday

The same situations

We always replay

But the stench here ain't going away

No, the stench here ain't going away

There'll be moments of clarity

Glimpses of virtues

Of what we could be

Like a friend who always overstays

The stench ain't going away

It's the same conversation

We had yesterday

The same situations

We always replay

But the stench here ain't going away

No, the stench here ain't going away

No, the stench here ain't going away

No, the stench here ain't going away