The Glamorous Plight

Maybe if I spoke your language Then you would understand If more blood was on my hands, We could be better friends Perhaps I'm missing out But I doubt that's the case, I don't stab people in the back After smiling in their face Feeding off the drama, Stirring up the strife Right hand with a white flag, Left hand with a knife Your life must be fantastic You must feel great, Like a Hollywood actress What's it like to be a snake? Living for the chaos Hating when it's calm Wiping blood from your mouth, Like you've done no wrong Constantly in character Different role everyday It must me tough to keep track Of all the characters you play You switch up a like a pro Nailed it to a tee, Perfected being phony And fake as can be Deserving of an Oscar Flawless display But you don't seem too happy, Is everything okay? Pretending like it's good, Deep down you know it's not Your karma's going to catch you Don't tell me you forgot You didn't honestly think That you would get away With all the damage you've done, You know you're going to pay You're at the edge of a mountain, A great pile of evil deeds You should start praying now, Because the fall looks mighty steep