| Comatose, feed my head with liberty, I’ve got an appetite for deceit.
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| I’m done, well done, stick fork in Me, cover me in apathy, dicreetly and distinct able. |
| I am trying to break your
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| heart. |
| I’m plagued with
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| Doubt, no frogs or murdered first born. |
| My thoughts are just a little sun burnt,
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| dismantle all that ever
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| Was, strip it down: withdraw the blood. |
| Something going to break real soon,
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| who’s covering whose eyes?
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| Safety in knowing others lies pulled by the strings of time. |
| Hold me back:
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| I’m going to throw it all down
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| On the table. |
| Do you expect us to believe in these fables? |
| Oh, what to do with
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| you? |
| with you, with you,
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| With you? |
| Hold me tight, it seems all I really have is in front of me,
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| Fallacy? |
| Oh, what to do with you? |
| with you, with you, with you? |
| A throw back to all those 80's slasher
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| Flicks, you’re a cheap killer, and I’m getting sick of it. |
| God’s dead,
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| and all bets have waived their
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| Rights, all is fair in love and time, who win the game of war? |
| Illusion,
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| a delusion, a terrible secret,
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| What one does see is another’s lost prophet. |
| Hold me close, I can see right
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| through you, challegne all
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| You’ve ever heard, incite the search and motivate. |
| Somthing going to break real
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| soon, who’s covering whose
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| Eyes? |
| Safety in knowing others lies, pulled by the strings of time.
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| Please read between the lines, a Simple compromise between the sands of time. |
| Please say with me, say with me… |