| An effortless deceiver.
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| She pulls the veil over her lies.
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| Without a tremor from the lips or a flicker of the eyes.
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| Words, elegantly poised.
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| On forked tongues, ready to feed believers.
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| What a beautiful lie, and the intricacy of having our hands tied.
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| These x-ray eyes, see straight through your disguise, you got nowhere to hide.
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| Don’t waste your time on lies.
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| We can see straight through you. |
| with our x-ray eyes.
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| Fools, pull the wool from your eyes.
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| Can’t you see it’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing?
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| Feeding off the false conceptions, that slipped from her lips.
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| Lies! |
| It’s all fucking lies.
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| Wash your mouth, Bitch!
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| An effortless deceiver.
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| She pulls the veil over your eyes
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| Filling half hopeful minds, with a half empty prize.
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| Words… elegantly poised.
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| On forked tongues, ready to feed believers.
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| What a beautiful lie, and the intricacy of having our hands tied.
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| These x-ray eyes, see straight through your disguise, you got nowhere to hide.
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| Don’t waste your time on lies.
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| We can see straight through you. |
| with our x-ray eyes.
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| Fee fi foe thumb!
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| I smell the lies of an English man! |