The Frisk
Basket Of Snakes
You open your heartLike pandora's lockerBurnt books - and notesFrom this weeks stalkerSunday morningDressed in camouflageImperfect crimeExposing your flawsYou stare at the sunIn dark sunglassesThe long haul passPasses in between classesYou aim for the starsMouth loaded with gumBut the shot that smartsTurned out to be dumbYou get what you deserveIn this can of wormsBut you never can escapeFrom a basket of snakesI saw you at lunchSongtexteSinging verses subversiveYou're less a threatThan curse words in cursiveFrom basket to worse isA cold hearted taskIt's 9 o'clockAnd you have no classI'm on to your lyingAnd cheating techniquesYou forged my nameOn an old pair of sneaksAnd when jack the terrorRipped your dressYou hid it from meBut did you hide it from them?Ring! goes the bellSkreeee! goes the chalkSnap! goes the rulerClick! goes the lock
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