Traitors
Welcome to the castle, pour a coffee, take a seat,
Everyone’s suspicious, and most have got cold feet
Traitor’s in the turret, hooded drama all the way
Murder comes at midnight, so it’s a normal day
There’s a shield, and there’s a dagger, there’s a whisper in the hall
Someone swore on grannies life, they’re a Faithful after all
“I’m 100%, faithful” they say with nervous laugh,
Which is exactly how we know, they’re planning traitorous stuff
Ok now let the game begin, I’ll go with her, you go with him
Who’s a Traitor? Who’s a friend? We’ll decide and then pretend
Were we right then from the start, has paranoia played its part?
Pass the blame, and act dismayed, swear you knew, but were betrayed
Round table starts the evening, so cue dramatic pause
Then someone clears their throat, like they’re defending a great cause
“I don’t have any proof,” they say, “but I’ll say it anyway”
“I just a got that feeling when you breathed in that strange way”
A hundred theories scribbled, on a corkboard wall
“He blinked,” “She smirked,” “He looked away”, “She didn’t smile at all”
Meanwhile the Traitor’s plotting, cunning, listening, sipping tea
Thinking, “Wow, this plan of ours, is working beautifully”
Now grab the chalk and write the name, then wait your turn to put the blame
Who’s a Traitor? Place your bet! Decision that you may regret
Tomorrow we’ll be shocked again, so vote them out and feel the pain
Oh no we lost a Faithful, friend! High-five the Traitors once again!
So raise a glass to chaos, to suspicion and to tears
The only real winner is, whoever holds their nerve
Trust is fragile; sleep is pain, while everybody plays the game
And if you breathe or speak to soon, tough luck, you’re banished from the room
Who’s a Traitor? Spin the wheel! Logic’s fake suspicions real
Justice left us long ago, and by the end we just don’t know
The end is near were down to three, who’s last to go now, you or me?
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