stammering, stuttering crook
you think you're off the hook
think you're so cool, you fool!
those pruned lips utter cursed justice
beneath the veil is total blindness
wear off that dogged persistence
those doe eyes fail to impress
tight-lipped still? suppress them not.
sweaty palms rubbed against your skin
shaky, caught bloody red-handed
implore not the saints, they will cast people of your ilk
now tell me your story, i'm all ears
the water will simmer down along with your fears
take a bow alright, it may be your last performance
dim not the lights, beam them up
that cheshire cat smile is a force to reckon with
sing, sing, sing like alice in wonderland
roll up your sleeves, clear your throat
you have the world to tell.
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