I saw straight through your transparent project
"Nicola de Lesser" translates to "Smooth"
everything you do just allows me to prove
you're a pawn, I'm a Queen, so make your next move
will you protect your evil princess? or is it too soon
it matters not to me because I'm in my groove
best be thinking quick before you're both in a tomb
there's only one way to win, what are you going to do?
there's nothing more to pawnder for a shallow pawn like you
you don't possess the intellect to be in the same game
if you were a real player you'd know that I don't play
she's not in a position to stop the fatal words I will say
she's so fake and hollow, like you, but you protect her anyway
noticing your mistakes makes it possible to say
"check mate" the two of you should borrow some brains
go somewhere very far away, go catch a plane
I burned the board and pieces so no more games
you were made for each other, you're both insane
I sit back killing time knowing it won't be long
until the earth says, "enough," we'll all be gone
people like you and her who do people wrong
make my suffering deep enough to write a song
it helps to clear my mind so people hum along
it goes something like this, dah-deedle-dong
tweedle-dee, my misery hates company
no more pills to take the pain away from me
got the chills even though it's a hundred degrees
don't bother trying to call or come see me
by Tamara Imes-Nicholas 2012
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