Sunday, June 5, 2016

Liars & Snakes

This little trickery
Means nothing to me
Means nothing until there’s no one around to see

Behind closed doors
Wrestling on the floor
Fighting for our lives, like we never have before

When we hear our names
We just turn away
Never looking up, just a way of saving face


Liars and snakes
We’re raising our stakes
Pretending and cheating, doing whatever it takes

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