You stare so innocently,
what goes on you do not know. There you stare so intently,
digging deep for what does not show.

One cut, two cut, three cuts more,
you cut, I cut, he cuts four.

Have you ever stopped to think,
about all that goes on,
Underneath, in, and behind your eyes?
Yes of course, but to you we're only pawns.

Move us, push us, you shove us down.
Never investigate... the truth doesn't come from sight.
Take a second and listen to yourself.
Forget it there's no sense in what you speak.
Don't worry when you've done your murder,
no one will ever know you were the shadow lurking on my soul...
 
Copyright © frolic then die, All Rights Reserved