Tricks

The glow
Is mold
Behold
The show

Nobody knows my name
Promises fear the shame
Sell you the tricks of the trade
Locked in a rolling state

To tow the line, you'll say goodbye, like it or not, training
To analyze, taking a ride, movements aside, I stay
Here for a while, back in the file, fake it or not, trading
Outlets of mine, for every line, need to remind, that I’m

Hurt by a single taste
Dropped in a restless lake
Distance can lead to decay
Polished in every way

Two separate hands
Intertwined
Singing high

Don't play that trick
Laugh when it sticks
Don't play that trick
They think I’m sick

First
One to see
The last call
Which one is me?
Contrast the fall
The last call

Tight undress your life's a vest
I finally guess this present mess
Quiet test, a liar's nest hits me
I know that the ideas out
The ideas out

Don't play tricks on me
Don't play tricks on me