Dilettante

You have the air of a dilettante
Who operates primarily on instinct
Situations that are too disturbing
You avoid them very well

Never there when you're looking for you
Never where you're looking for you

You have a sure, eloquent technique
For all the wordplay, hand games
Your art of elegant pirouettes
Unnerves more than one

Never there when you're looking for you
Never where you're looking for you

You like to follow demons
Who speak to you of transgression
No matter the damage, others will pay the bill

And in this context
Vague, unfinished
Which fascinates, worries
Or displeases

All your facets
Mix the false, the true
Who you are deep down, no one knows

The game promises to be testing
Your acts are very well-honed
But my credulity is only apparent
How far will you go too far

Never there when you're looking for you
Never where you're looking for you

Warn all your demons
Mercury, Neptune, and Pluto
Furthermore, ask the good lord without confession

That's enough, I'll stop
This brief aside
I'm making fun of you
It seems

Yours or mine
Your dice are loaded
I have nothing to expect from your kindness

Your complexity is only apparent
The end justifies the means
Is one of your obvious keys
Like endlessly covering your tracks

Never there when you're looking for you
Never where you're looking for you
Never there when you're looking for you
Never where you're looking for you