Actor
Tim Presley
She is an Actor
Did she pretend to care?
And I'm aware of her trade
And her loose life is hard to hold
All the venomous words now, in
Vain for the actor. The mirror, the
Protector and taker of lives and
Home. She took mine no mind
And I made her cry for practise
I've been fantastic. You can't
Mold the pretender. She slips
Through when you hold her. I
Was her practise. I was a no-body
Script paper
All I lost was a head shot
I went to steal my last kiss
Taking sand to the land
Practise emotion, and played the
Part of the man
I will see you around
Maybe when your heart gets cold