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Operation Conniving

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one who lied.
Operation Conniving.
Eyes open, doors pried.

Once I sat, reluctant to use what I knew.
Allowing the waste of a talent held by few.
Well, opportunity finally beat down my door,
Finessing my weakness of being an attention whore.
Found out that intelligence ain't just for show.
Observations and smooth words, you reap what you sow,
And I've planted a whole field of lasting impressions, don't you know.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one inside.
Operation Conniving.
You'll be on my side.

It's an exercise in restraint,
When your own reality you paint.
The truth is in there somewhere,
Won't point it out, don't care.
Betrayal amongst sinners and thieves.
Tell me, who's going to actually believe?
It's all just one more setup in the end,
And you are just another passing trend.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
Oppurtunity applied.
Operation Conniving.
Everything to hide.

Well, here I come again all alone,
Sitting pretty upon a disturbed throne.
Magnificent puppets being strung along,
But the choir belts out the saddest song.
What's this, a new player enters the game?
A Conscience, Guilt, Feelings of Shame?
This wasn't part of the scheme, have no trump card in hand.
Forgot how to handle real life, it's different in La La Land.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one who cried.
Operation Conniving.
Who's on my side?

It's possible to create what you want from thin air,
Playing those around you like a Sociopath, no care.
It's fun to see just what you can do,
But the peak is mighty lonely when it's just you.
Hurt, hate, incinerate...just leave a pathway back.
That's the trick you see, always expect a crack.
Little did YOU know you had it all planned.
Had you known what you'd do, your soul'd be damned.

So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To yourself you've lied.
Operation Conniving.
Nothing left but to hide.

Here goes again...
On with the show...

Copyright © Terri Buffington | Year Posted 2006