Written in Pink Sharpie, with capitol letters.
LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA
KEEP ME SAFE FOREVER
FAMILY NOT FAR
LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA LA
SUCH A LITTLE LIER
SO BAD AT TELLING TRUTHS.
MY LITTLE SISTER
COULD NEVER RESIST IT
WHY CANT YOU TELL THE TRUTH.
WHY SO FOND OF LIES!
LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA
SHOW ME WHAT YOU DID THERE.
COVER UP YOUR ARMS
LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA
MY FAVOURIT EXAMPLE
WAS WHEN SHE WAS JUST FIVE.
A TOTAL FIRE BAN DAY
FOR EVERYONE
IN THE DRY
AND CRACKLE BROWN DYSTOPIA
THAT WE CALLED HOME.
ARE YOU STILL WITH ME.
THE SUN IN YOUR EYES.
THE HOT WIND
ON YOUR SKIN.
QUITE THE HEAT WAVE
I HAVE DRAWN YOU ALL IN.
LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA
SHE WAS PLAYING
IN THE WOOD PILE
HAPPY WITH THE CRITTERS
AND THE SPIDERS CRAWLING THERE.
SUCH QUIET UNASSUMING COMPANY.
A LITTLE GIRL
PLAYING WITH MATCHES.
IT GETS A LITTLE OUT OF HAND.
THE TINY FLAME CATCHES
ON THE CRACKLE DRY DRY GRASS.
BURST INTO FLAMES
AND STARTS TO SMOKE REAL FAST.
MY FATHER RUSHES OVER
IN A PANIC
AND A RAGE.
HIS BROWN HANDS
WITH DIRTY FINGERNAILS
SAVE THE DAY.
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!
YOU COULD HAVE BURNED
DOWN THE HOUSE!
THE FARM.
STARTED A BUSH FIRE.
MY LITTLE SISTER STANDS THERE
HAZEL EYES WIDE
HAZEL EYES WET WITH TEARS
TEARS SALTIER THAN
THE TASTE OFOLIVES
TEARS SALTIER
THAN THE OCEAN
AS SHE CRIES
THE FAMILIAR SOUNDING LIES.
IT WAS NOT ME.
I NEVER DID.
SHE HAS CLUTCHED IN
ONE OF HER TINY FISTS.
THE BOX OF MATCHES.
A TELL TAIL SIGN.
LOUDER THAN HER INDIGNATION
LOUDER THAN HER CRYING.
MY BABY SISTER
SUCH A LITTLE LIER
TRUTH SEEMED SO VERY FAR.
LA LA LA LA LA
VICTIM
LA LA LA LA