The Confession

By Tub Ring

On Last and First Men

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Metal shavings strewn about

Bullet casings have been hollowed out

Covered windows block the light

The second entrance was an oversight

Warm steel on tool and die

An itinerary with an alibi

Zero questions what it's for

But you were just as shocked as I was

When you walked through the door

Welcome home

I'm glad it's you

You have a mountain of explaining to do

I think it's best we have a chat

In a different room

Where I control the thermostat

You'll see it's best for staying sharp

I've seen a lesser person fall apart

I only brought you here for show

Don't have to tell me anything

Because we both already know

Here comes that one again

Where you confess but it's quickly withdrawn

Here comes that one again

That one you claim you're just a patsy and I got it all wrong

A journal laying out a plan

A basement worked on by a serviceman

Conspirators that have all gone

A trail of evidence a mile long

But don't you think it's kinda strange

The pieces fit so well in each and every way

We both agree it's rather odd

But it's not my place to tell you how your doing your job

Here comes that one again

Where you confess but it's quickly withdrawn

Here comes that one again

That one you claim you're just a patsy and I got it all wrong