You cant see me but





But I can see you


I am trasparent


Made of lies and deception


I am but a black imaginary figure


Am I dead or alive

I'd like to that answer myself

I can see all your fears

That's really what feeds my appetite


They call me Romeo

Let me guess you just thought of something romantic



Hugh





If you do not wish to be fooled


It would be wise if you thought differently



Cause no one can see through my poker face


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