Suit and tie

With names for strange things 

You and me are not the same 

The obvious we blame 

We stay playing the game 

Not knowing if anything will be the same 

Cars, bars and shooting stars 

Did you miss it or me 

Blinded your sights 

Seeing things that should not be shown 

And you should have known 

That your secret would soon be known that no one has known 

A badly plastered name 

Attached with a bad fame 

No dignity or divinity 

The divine said it was time 

Your rope ran out 

Caught in between your one and fours

I couldn’t take it anymore 

Jump to your freedom 

With your neck caught in your tie 

Wear your suit to your grave…

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