When Open Inverted Commas Close

I fight this war all the time, the classic distant cold war.
These silent wings take me up high and they drop me to die.
Should I just sit here and be burnt?
Or do I put out your flames of gossip?

You point the gun at my head. You cease the joy that I apprize.
The imp of my content, The very seed of accidents.
Just forget the history. Don't start conspiracy.

This fighting and crying and lying, backstabbing.
You find every way to make life worst for me.
I'm melting, I'm crumbling, I'm tired
and Left in the mercy of your sick corroded mind.

Why are you, laughing in my face?
Take your slander out of my place.

Though I am angry, I stop and discern.
And if you won't ask me, then I will not tell.
Someone tell me what I am to do.
Can you fix me? Or pull me through?
Does this give you an outbreak of constant pleasure?
It makes me disgusted and makes my stomach stir.
I can't make out what it is chasing me from afar.
I'm so tired of this conspiracy that's been inspecting me.
Take us away from the hammer and the anvil.
Keep me from Hobson's choice.
I get so scared, that I could lose a friend so dear.
Now and again, my heart. My heart skips a beat.
You think you see right through me.
Plotting your murder, teaching your students,
The art of breaking a friendship that's so innocent.
Stabbing me one by one. Not taking any chances.

I must learn to love the sinner, hate the sin.