I see right through you when you sing it back to me
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I read that fine print and I saw you staggering
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Regurgitate the shit you find in the dirty dreams of a rapist's mind
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Congratulate the corpse you drag, put the money in the body bag
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Right in front of us
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The stop and start machine
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You've been singing with the liar's tongue
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With every crippled word you said to me
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With every fractured breath and broken glare
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You were pawning off your babies' debt with a cold paycheck
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Abandon what you built
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Repair your hope with guilt
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There's nothing left here to suffocate
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With razor wire arms you reach and miss the throat
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There's nothing left to love about this city anymore
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The politics and the hired whore
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Now, save your breath
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Now, into your mouth
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Did this to yourself
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You can't repair the punctured lung
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Secrets seep thru the stress cracks
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Shut your mouth
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I read the fine print
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Now, shut your mouth
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You did this to yourself
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Now shut your mouth and pay the rent
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You say it
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Like your life depends on believing in your own lie
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I see right thru you when you sing it
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Sing it back to me
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Now, say it like your life depends on believing in your own lie
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I Don't Keep with Liars Anymore
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| The Bled |
