Ratchet

Your eyes are so perceptive

Silent and introspective

You seem upset but yet you're cryin' not making a sound

That face is so deceptive

Give me your new directive

You think I don't detect your eyes follow me around

Tell me your last confession

There's poison in your blessings

Now let this be a lesson, your vessel is judgement-bound

Catch me at my procession

I'll offer no concession

I see you testing but I'm ratchet and not backing down