Like the Politician

Chorus Slope of his promises he traverses he turns out to be a diplodocus having plans not concrete and disjointed his words alone sent flames to the burnt town we had hope to fly, now can’t even trot. 1. Perfect in his craft, a gas in a vacuum void of any flame, producing so much fumes fed his pride with my trust and ego laid end ways heavy makeup covering an ugly face short time for my heart to go voluntary mind so strong but short of the military on his fake image, rented love emblazoned ten times more kindness, such a beautiful zone behind every soft touch are his sharp villus my commitment then reveals he’s a minus. Chorus Slope of his promises he traverses he turns out to be a diplodocus having plans not concrete and disjointed his words alone sent flames to the burnt town we had hope to fly, now can’t even trot. 2. After the votes, he creates ways to devalue he’s been elected, my heart cannot argue my mind’s thrown its mandate for his departure whatever is the debt, thorn is the debenture ‘I love you too’ now a broken edifice since his chase of me had no campaign office in his cruelty, selfishness is a tussock my weaknesses, reasons for his to mock. Bridge he’s won but my court has overruled he shines but my senses have ignored he attracts but my feeling’s dull night falls, a zombie he truly is. [Repeat] Chorus x 2 Slope of his promises he traverses he turns out to be a diplodocus having plans not concrete and disjointed his words alone sent flames to the burnt town we had hope to fly, now can’t even trot.