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All the lies between the cracks in your skin when will the truth begin
Here to stay yet another day hiding in the eyes of the despised
The correction of your reflection in there dead dropped tears Whispering in their ears and telling them of your fears
Don’t cry lets try to give them what we don’t have Grab your self up off the floor Because they don’t want to see your sorry face anymore
Here to stay yet another day hiding in the eyes of the despised
The correction of your reflection in there dead dropped tears Whispering in their ears and telling them of your fears
Don’t cry lets try to give them what we don’t have Grab your self up off the floor Because they don’t want to see your sorry face anymore