So you're upest and
        crying pools.
  Doesn't give you right
     to lie.
 Excuses this, excuses that.
      You splash around excuses
  and we scuk them up.
Us, your little rooks and pawns
     your playing peices
  in the game of
       life.
Little lies turn into bigger rains
     little reasons, into enormous wars.
  Trying to get Pawns
                 to turn against
      eachother.
    Even though they started
  on the same side.
       Remember this, Miss Queen
    Of Knights,
               However low a queen can
   stoop, Pawns can stoop
        much lower.
  Look at your board, your game!
             the peices are moving with out
     your hands!
Now, you, Queen who we fought
       for,
   are on the opposing side.

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