I don’t always know if I’m right

But a stuttering person

Who stutters day and night

My just be a stutterer

Or maybe a liar

I don’t always get fashion

That’s for sure but black

Clothing at night

Offers a glance at robbery

Later on

I try. It to judge but who knows

Maybe I’m living among a cereal

Killer who acts as normal as can be

Maybe he’s just trying to fit in

Who knows

But it doesn’t matter. Just watch

What you do and what others do

Who knows, maybe your the suspect

Doesn’t matter though

‘Cause everyone here is suspicious