The millionth page of this play was turned over with neglect
You’re faced with a choice again, but this is just another act
It’s kind of self-delusion, same game with another toy
So, get ready, darling, do enjoy!
A touch of burning Sun to your dark eyes
Embreathed a spark of hope that makes you slough
The revelation of truth is cold as ice
Feel the taste of Danger now
You’re satisfying your lust, chasing thoroughly hidden aim
And begging for some trust but still get the same
The Time dots the i’s and crosses the t’s
Now you’re in a blind alley looking for the keys