Comatose, feed my head with liberty, I've got an appetite for deceit. I'm done, well done, stick fork in
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me, cover me in apathy, dicreetly and distinct able. I am trying to break your heart. I'm plagued with
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doubt, no frogs or murdered first born. My thoughts are just a little sun burnt, dismantle all that ever
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was, strip it down: withdraw the blood. Something going to break real soon, who's covering whose eyes?
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Safety in knowing others lies pulled by the strings of time. Hold me back: 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 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, is the rest just a dream or a
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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, 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, 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 through you, challegne all
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you've ever heard, incite the search and motivate. Somthing going to break real soon, who's covering whose
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eyes? Safety in knowing others lies, pulled by the strings of time. Please read between the lines, a
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simple compromise between the sands of time. Please say with me, say with me...
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Smoke And Mirrors And More Smoke
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