Lucky 21

It’s nice not to pretend anymore,

Shed the veil from my eyes

And move on

 

Twenty-one times you lied and

Acted upon a wicked spell

Casting black doom

 

Waltzing behind my back, cheating

Plastic heart, dead inside

Cover your tracks

 

Lubricated guilt, erasing smiles

You sever the headless glass

And wander on

 

Is it nice – to not pretend anymore?

Shed the veil from your eyes

You lucky one

 

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