Sweet Pretenders

The curtain draws The pretenders bow Noone questions the pretenders now Pretending away all their hopes and dreams Burden bursting at the seams Tangled in a spiders' web Things you have- and haven't said One word twisted through another All of a sudden, truth is uncovered Crimes of passion in practise, smothered Dug out from the grave you dug yourself.
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