| Well, maybe I can lie
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| Maybe I can tell the truth
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| Maybe I can represent a better side of you
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| Tired worn, and I’m thinking about what I should do
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| Sink into a cigarette and take a sip or two
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| In the end it doesn’t matter
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| We don’t have a clue
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| If others tell you otherwise
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| They’re fucking liars too
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| Life is long, not short
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| So enjoy the ride
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| Maybe we will see each other on the other side
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| Human condition isn’t something that is typical
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| Enemies over land that is so bountiful
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| Cancers are we, metaphorical, is deplorable, unignorable
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| When illusions fall you seem to place
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| The things that hide within your space
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| I like awake I never go to sleep
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| And even if I do there’s still lying to me
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| Can’t push aside, the things I can’t see
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| So tell me something, what do you really believe
|
| In the end it doesn’t matter
|
| We don’t have a clue
|
| If others tell you otherwise
|
| They’re fucking liars too
|
| Life is long, not short
|
| So enjoy the ride
|
| Maybe we will see each other on the other side
|
| Human condition isn’t something that is typical
|
| Enemies over land that is so bountiful
|
| Cancers are we, metaphorical, is deplorable, unignorable
|
| When illusions fall you seem to place
|
| The things that hide within your space
|
| I like awake I never go to sleep
|
| And even if I do there’s still lying to me
|
| Can’t push aside, the things I can’t see
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| So tell me something, what do you really believe |