LIE:

Lack of Integrity Everywhere I can't take that — I am not a criminal, What kind of things are you using to cream me now? I'm different from the offender — we're not similar, Why do the police suddenly want to see me now? I wasn’t the one who brought them false tales of vanilla, Suffocating in heat, can you please fan me now? I don’t know him from nowhere; he’s not even familiar, Assisted the masses like a living Camila. I am vexing right now, nobody can calm me down, Don’t flourish me with words, just please buy me a gown. A white gown to clear many doubts, I am in the pit of pity — oh Lord, please drag me out. I am waiting for your blessings like a passenger in a terminal, What did I need to do? Oh Lord, please tell me now.