Shine like sincerity, so bright that no one sees you.
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Cloud up their clarity then run them through.
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They'll give you everything, go blind so they can see you.
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Raise insincerity to miss the truth.
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Oh my paper rose, strike a borrowed pose
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And they'll never know your frail truth.
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Did you really mean it, did you really feel it
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That black heart attack, heart attack.
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Never did you mean it, so I must believe it.
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I'm not coming back, coming back. I'm not.
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I heard you speak a name, one you can not relate to.
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One who would die from shame aligned to you.
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Kept from your filthy mouth
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That thing does not deserve to
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be spared by those dirty lips you pass them through.
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Oh my paper rose, strike a borrowed pose
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And they'll never know your frail truth.
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Did you really mean it, did you really feel it
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That black heart attack, heart attack.
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Never did you mean it, so I must believe it.
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I'm not coming back, coming back. I'm not.
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You're so clever how could you ever mistake the replica.
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You're so clever how could you ever mistake the replica for the real thing.
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Did you really mean it, did you really feel it
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That black heart attack, heart attack.
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Never did you mean it, so I must believe it.
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I'm not coming back, coming back. I'm not.
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Bite Your Tongue
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| Blaqk Audio |
