Painkiller The Pigeon - Late Arrivals

Sorry for the late arrival...
We shouldn't show
How I've now become the rival
Of your current beau

It was cunning it crept up on us
Whatever it was, well, it sure wasn't honest
Our Halloween eyes, transparent disguise
Were almost comical
Nominal
Unillogical

I opened your gown
And we fell straight down
Into a sordid state
You said don't tell
I was under your spell
We arrived so late
You said please don't choke
When we got to the joke
Of our late arrival
Make it plausible
Unimprobable

We picked up wine and whiskey
That's why we were...slow...
"Have you met my neighbor Marcy?"
I haven't, no...

When they judge the costume contest
Your mask might slip but they won't notice regardless
Can't he see you vanishing from the room right right
Before his eyes
Or did he minimize?
He wasn't unhypnotized

I followed you down
Into the grounds of
A sordid lake
You said don't tell
I was under your spell
I never felt so fake
It started out as a joke
Until a fib was a cloak
For our late arrival...
Where'd you guys go?
Somewhere for a lie low
Your lies though...
They were never too subtle ohhhh...

It was just that he trusted us both

It's not just perceptible
It's regrettable
Not unindefensible

It's in our eyes...Christmas lights...
Those telltale signs weren't invisible

Written by:
Devon Bryant

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