All this drama
all these glorified
LIES
swell up like a nasty zitspread around like
RUMORS
I laugh in it, cry in itas I am encased in it's
SECRETS
It pulls me in on itsimaginary rope and
I
Fall into the mudpitin this tug-of-war
Give
Yourself up to the gossipstir up the details
In
The brew of the latestscandals and breath it in
To
Make yourself queen beethe wicked witch of
The
north south east westyou'll find it anywhere. It's
Drama.