The millionth page of this play was turned over with neglect You’re faced with a choice again, but this is just another act It’s kind of self-delusion, same game with another toy So, get ready, darling, do enjoy!
A touch of burning Sun to your dark eyes Embreathed a spark of hope that makes you slough The revelation of truth is cold as ice Feel the taste of Danger now
You’re satisfying your lust, chasing thoroughly hidden aim And begging for some trust but still get the same
The Time dots the i’s and crosses the t’s Now you’re in a blind alley looking for the keys