| People throw our trust out the door over insecurities that they never showed
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| anyone,
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| but now I can finally see that there are always lies inside of fragile eyes,
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| and complex mental ties that they could never show.
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| I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
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| you’re dead inside.
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| Anyone who knows how it goes to be standing on two feet,
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| only to be pushed on the ground,
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| I hurts when you’re not prepared to see that something new was too good to be
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| true, and why I make believe that things are always fine.
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| I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
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| you’re dead inside.
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| I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
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| you’re dead inside…
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| You crossed the line…
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| You could beg me please,
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| and get down on your knees,
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| but I won’t be deceived by liars anymore.
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| What the hell is wrong with people,
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| and the way they treat each other,
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| and the way they stoop so low…
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| I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
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| you’re dead inside.
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| I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
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| you’re dead inside.
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| And I want to make it, make it known your dead inside
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| You crossed the line. |