I’m not naïve, I’m surprised that you can’t see I understand the social human nothing gets by me You think you speak in code, you think you hold the key You insult me
Always try to justify, classic signs of addiction Blinded by your newly altered perception, in this case science isn’t fiction
Follow his every move, you shadow puppet Deceit ain’t what I seek, nor subtlety Plot your seal of secrecy
I’m lucky to have this outlet as an exorcism If you did perhaps you would not inflict yourself with a mental circumcision
Black mail each other, it holds no value when all are aware Black mail for cover, scratch each others backs and dig each others graves It’s a downward spiral when a habit becomes a habit You inflict a murder and think that assault is irrelevant
Fucking hypocrite, rely on no one else but me The psychology in this is blatant for the untainted eye to see
When this tragedy reaches its apex I will not be your deus ex machina
Shadow puppet’s crime is worse, backstabbing loyalty Your tongue is a double edged sword lashing wildly in the vicinity of your credibility
Your word is now taken with a sliver of salt Worth less than the highs that will be your demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
