Some think they can read me like an open book
Don't try to take a deeper look
Guess again, I'm the author of this tale
Stand well back from this alpha male
The cover is what I want you to see
Only a few have glimpsed the real me
I will draw you in, let you be the thinker
Then I have you, hook line and sinker
I'm willing to wait in the slipstream of your shade
Watch your back, too late you'll realise you've been played
So when you think you know my twist
That's when you'll feel the sting of my fist
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