Admission, of mind
Is blinded, and tied
By pretty, white lies
I picked up all the pieces (left inside...)
I am the perfect Alibi
I am the perfect Alibi
(If not the perfect bride)
Sedition, the crime
Of holding back tides
With blades of silence
The sacrificial lamb crawled in (and died...)
I am the perfect Alibi
I am the perfect Alibi
(If not the perfect bride)
Baptism, of pride
Is falling like fire
I'm crowded by violence
And burning all the bridges (I have tried)
I am the perfect Alibi
I am the perfect Alibi
(If not the perfect bride)
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